<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:12:38.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIMEPASS</title><subtitle type='html'>I don't know who I am, but I know who I am not</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-7380976791184715937</id><published>2008-03-14T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:37:20.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looser....but still a Hero..</title><summary type='text'>Let me recollect two incidents that happened last week and my thought over the incidents : Incident No. 1, Early Morning Hours : My shift at office starts at 6.30am, so everyday I keep alarm for 5.30am and start from my house to office at 6.15 am. Punctuality is one thing that I have learnt from my childhood and actually it is my father who imbibed this habit on me. But today when I opened my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/7380976791184715937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=7380976791184715937&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/7380976791184715937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/7380976791184715937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/03/looserbut-still-hero.html' title='Looser....but still a Hero..'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-6957633814260986945</id><published>2008-02-21T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:51:57.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORAAL</title><summary type='text'> Oraal(2005) is the debut movie of director Kukku Surendran. I liked the movie but this is the movie that one may not like to watch it in cinema hall. This movie can be enjoyed watching in DVD or TV. The movie was made with lot of financial constraints and there were a few controversy related to the script but I feel that Kikku and the crew members has done an excellent film. Oraal is a different</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/6957633814260986945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=6957633814260986945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6957633814260986945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6957633814260986945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/02/oraal.html' title='ORAAL'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R8jEP7G8ZuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/gRJRXze5xLk/s72-c/oraal_p.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-2104112040092636962</id><published>2008-02-20T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T00:14:57.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bhujaye sirf pyaas!!!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/2104112040092636962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=2104112040092636962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/2104112040092636962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/2104112040092636962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='Bhujaye sirf pyaas!!!'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R70u80Ck3ZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Ls2gNRgzzSg/s72-c/170362288_784426b2b8_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-1851428992158583784</id><published>2008-02-19T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:21:56.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parallel Universe</title><summary type='text'>I have always believed in theory about parallel universes. We all know that the human eyes are capable of seeing colors between a certain frequency band. similarly we've also learnt that hear sounds only within a certain frequency band whereas other animals can see and hear colors and sounds even beyond these frequencies. Now this must be true for all our senses - sight, smell, taste, sound and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/1851428992158583784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=1851428992158583784&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/1851428992158583784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/1851428992158583784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/02/parallel-universe.html' title='Parallel Universe'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-7003204491491008903</id><published>2008-02-18T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T00:17:56.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jab we Met !!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/7003204491491008903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=7003204491491008903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/7003204491491008903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/7003204491491008903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/02/jab-we-met.html' title='Jab we Met !!'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R7qOM0Ck3YI/AAAAAAAAAqU/i_8Vg-23loc/s72-c/sud+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-6995755481855311160</id><published>2008-02-17T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:06:44.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Baby Gone</title><summary type='text'> "I find the people who started in the cracks and then fell through. This city can be hard. When I was young, I asked my priest how you could get to heaven and still protect yourself from all the evil in the world. He told me what God said to His children. "You are sheep among wolves. Be wise as serpents, yet innocent as doves."When I saw the name of the movie 'Gone baby Gone' , I assumed that it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/6995755481855311160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=6995755481855311160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6995755481855311160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6995755481855311160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/02/gone-baby-gone.html' title='Gone Baby Gone'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R7k1q0Ck3XI/AAAAAAAAAqM/s62THUwpO4s/s72-c/gone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-5241820531290314878</id><published>2008-02-08T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:18:12.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetable Art</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend I went to attend a marriage reception function of a friend.  At one corner of the function hall I saw table with art on Vegetables :). Have a look...... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/5241820531290314878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=5241820531290314878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/5241820531290314878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/5241820531290314878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/02/vegetable-art.html' title='Vegetable Art'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R60oUSA3LoI/AAAAAAAAAp8/U4nTNliRK4o/s72-c/DSC01203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-3983215572460375194</id><published>2008-02-07T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:53:18.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Namesake</title><summary type='text'> 19 December 2005, Midnight 12.30, my mobile phone is rings, I get up from deep sleep and look at the display screen on my mobile, its a call from my wife's house in kerala, my mother in law informs that her mother, my wife's grandmother expired a few hours back. For my wife her grandmother was everything because she was very much attached to her, she was more close to her grandmother than her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/3983215572460375194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=3983215572460375194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/3983215572460375194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/3983215572460375194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/02/namesake.html' title='The Namesake'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R6vq0CA3LlI/AAAAAAAAApk/VnEnfn14geU/s72-c/namesake-poster-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-4101266246364491793</id><published>2008-02-01T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:13:54.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARZANIA</title><summary type='text'> I saw Parzania and in it the Gujarat riots. The movie presented the riots, their cause and after effects. I shivered.....shocked...the thought of myself in that situation sent shivers down my spine. Someone has had the courage to show what happened, and the talent with which to show it. Parzania is highly relevant in today's intolerant society. It shows how religion can be used as a weapon. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/4101266246364491793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=4101266246364491793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/4101266246364491793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/4101266246364491793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/02/parzania.html' title='PARZANIA'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R6P6JSA3LkI/AAAAAAAAApE/0xg-7Yrd3Dg/s72-c/parzania2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-5488321297331246855</id><published>2008-01-28T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:27:18.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Holiday</title><summary type='text'>On 26th Jan morning, when I went early morning to the milk booth,I heard two gentleman talking and one of them was telling "arrey yaar, agar yeh republic day , monday hota to teen din ka continous chutti mil jaata".   This made me think that all the important festivals have nowdays deteriorated into mere holidays.  Just what is the significance of national holidays (Independence day, Republic day</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/5488321297331246855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=5488321297331246855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/5488321297331246855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/5488321297331246855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/01/national-holiday.html' title='National Holiday'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-365589383170622510</id><published>2008-01-23T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:40:20.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shortbus</title><summary type='text'> Shortbus - Let me warn you beforehand that this movie has a lots of sex, you'll see full-frontal nudity, male and female, and a variety of sex scenes. The first 15 minutes may take you directly to a different world. The movie is erotic but it is not a pornographic, at some point you can relate to the characters. "Shortbus" is a funny, painfully honest look at the sexual lives and relationships </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/365589383170622510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=365589383170622510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/365589383170622510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/365589383170622510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/01/shortbus.html' title='Shortbus'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R5hN3SA3LjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6GgJzMPyi2o/s72-c/shortbus_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-1611340919369427881</id><published>2008-01-22T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:41:54.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ekantham</title><summary type='text'>Ekantham (Solitude) is Madhu Kaithapram's maiden venture.Ekantham has two brilliant actors - Thilakan and Murali as the lead actors. The story has nothing new, the cast is not crowded, no cluttered scenes, no flashbacks, no technical gimmicks, no 'item' song :) . It is basically simple recollections in conversation depicting sensitive portrayal of the loneliness felt in old age.Ekantham is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/1611340919369427881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=1611340919369427881&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/1611340919369427881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/1611340919369427881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/01/ekantham.html' title='Ekantham'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-3801623853457398543</id><published>2008-01-16T21:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:50:46.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Canoes</title><summary type='text'> I was going thru the list of movies at the video library shop. I saw a DVD which had a very striking cover design, the name of the movie was 'Ten Canoes' and had a tagline 'One hundred and fifty spears, ten canoes, three wives... trouble'. I had never heard about this movie and the shop owner said that nobody has ever taken this DVD. Watched it and truly it was one of a kind viewing experience. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/3801623853457398543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=3801623853457398543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/3801623853457398543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/3801623853457398543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/01/ten-canoes.html' title='Ten Canoes'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R5WQE0mUmJI/AAAAAAAAAio/70NVrlRb6wA/s72-c/tencanoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-1083902645580196736</id><published>2008-01-16T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:37:24.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ore Kadal</title><summary type='text'> Adapting a literary work to screen is always a challenge and Shyamaprasad is the Director who I feel is getting better with each movie. His version of Lalithambika Antharjanam's "Agnisakshi" and his "Akale" based on Tennessee William's "Glass Menagerie" was okay but I feel that his latest film Ore kadal (The same ocean) is better than his previous two creations. Ore Kadal is based on the Bengali</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/1083902645580196736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=1083902645580196736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/1083902645580196736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/1083902645580196736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/01/ore-kadal.html' title='Ore Kadal'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R5Gh10mUmHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YV4XXHa4YWI/s72-c/23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-2383697990779211296</id><published>2008-01-10T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:20:10.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>As I wish everybody 'Happy New Year', I think - the 1st of Jan is just another day like any other. Why can't every day be treated as a Happy New Day? I mean, good things happen to all of us everyday, maybe more for some and less for others but they do happen The sun rises like any other day and sets as usual. But yet, we celebrate it because it is the first day of something new. Everything seems </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/2383697990779211296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=2383697990779211296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/2383697990779211296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/2383697990779211296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/R4cYjEmUmFI/AAAAAAAAAiI/lBwUw4Ak8hk/s72-c/anagha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-5627321922999552693</id><published>2007-12-28T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T21:12:54.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daughter's ear piercing</title><summary type='text'>Myself and my wife had been planning to get our daughter's ear pierced for the past two months. My daughter turned 10 months old on 21st Dec and we felt that it is hightime that we got her ears pierced. I know that it sounds very painful but needs to be done so that I can see my daughter in beautiful ear rings, also I have always felt that the a feminine look comes to a girl on wearing a ear ring</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/5627321922999552693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=5627321922999552693&amp;isPopup=true' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/5627321922999552693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/5627321922999552693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-daughters-ear-piercing.html' title='My Daughter&apos;s ear piercing'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-6237648824279398697</id><published>2007-12-12T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T20:29:00.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Images on Road..</title><summary type='text'>Everyday the ride from my house to office is an experience. Sometimes it’s really boring and sometimes it’s quite interesting but anyhow I enjoy the ride.  They are like the episodes of daily 'Mega' serials that we are bombarded with in the TV cannels.  Although the route is the same and the visuals are nothing much different or new from the previous days, the thoughts and some images always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/6237648824279398697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=6237648824279398697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6237648824279398697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6237648824279398697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/12/images-on-road.html' title='Images on Road..'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-6026054981353170197</id><published>2007-09-25T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:06:47.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Speech: Any Given Sunday</title><summary type='text'>A very crude, yet very inspirational speech by Al Pacino. One of my favorite actors. Enjoy this scene from the movie 'Any given Sunday', because this is why people play sports. This is why we watch sports. This is why we are passionate about sports.(full speech after the jump) I don’t know what to say really.Three minutesto the biggest battle of our professional livesall comes down to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/6026054981353170197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=6026054981353170197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6026054981353170197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6026054981353170197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/09/inspirational-speech-any-given-sunday.html' title='Inspirational Speech: Any Given Sunday'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-2815400965268882386</id><published>2007-08-15T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:21:42.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating my Freedom</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/2815400965268882386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=2815400965268882386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/2815400965268882386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/2815400965268882386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/08/celebrating-my-freedom.html' title='Celebrating my Freedom'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/RsKpXZxr8TI/AAAAAAAAAIs/psRwMtkAOm8/s72-c/file.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-6043376178639645552</id><published>2007-08-08T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:36:32.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Equilibrium</title><summary type='text'> "I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. I realized that you're not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area and you multiply and multiply, until every natural resource is consumed. The only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/6043376178639645552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=6043376178639645552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6043376178639645552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/6043376178639645552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/08/natural-equilibrium.html' title='Natural Equilibrium'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/RrlyFpxr8RI/AAAAAAAAAIc/V9rBX1raMQo/s72-c/agent_smith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-8724690795904874536</id><published>2007-07-21T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T05:01:09.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Njaralapuzha Temple</title><summary type='text'>Nowdays almost all the temples in India is getting more politicised and looks more like a commercial place or tourist centre rather than place of worship. Even in Kerala almost all the temples including Sabarimala, Guruvayoor are in controversy. I think God might have left all these place of worship. During one of my recent visit to kerala, I happened to visit a small temple near my house (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/8724690795904874536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=8724690795904874536&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/8724690795904874536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/8724690795904874536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/07/njaralapuzha-temple.html' title='Njaralapuzha Temple'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/RqHtTpxr8II/AAAAAAAAAHQ/LQ7e0ME7Zno/s72-c/temp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-7046291320082965486</id><published>2007-04-23T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T16:28:01.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish Traveller</title><summary type='text'> Last week I had been to kerala for my daughter's 'Iruvathettu kettu' and naming ceremony. After a lot of searching and discussion, myself and my wife finalized our daughter name as : Anagha (meaning :sinless). Thanks to all our colleagues and relatives who suggested and forwarded many names. The function went off well and was attended by relatives from both mine and my wife's behalf.  Our child </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/7046291320082965486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=7046291320082965486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/7046291320082965486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/7046291320082965486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/04/selfish-traveller.html' title='Selfish Traveller'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/Ri049XlDTKI/AAAAAAAAADU/Y1u0IoEocEE/s72-c/baby1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-478805124249694725</id><published>2007-04-13T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T12:33:13.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Veyil</title><summary type='text'>The two reasons of my watching 'Veyil' was firstly it was from the production house of Director Shankar and secondly it is going to be shown at the Cannes film festival this year. The story is told throught the protagonist Murugesan (Pasupathy) who recalls his childhood in a village near Virudhanagar. His father is a butcher who works hard to bring up his four children two boys and two girls and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/478805124249694725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=478805124249694725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/478805124249694725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/478805124249694725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/04/veyil.html' title='Veyil'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/RiEo-QsnfUI/AAAAAAAAABw/N7ZlkzKarGw/s72-c/84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-1155335274799682382</id><published>2007-04-13T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T09:16:57.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vishu Kani</title><summary type='text'> സ്നേഹം നിറഞ്ഞ വിഷു ആശംസകള്‍</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/1155335274799682382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=1155335274799682382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/1155335274799682382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/1155335274799682382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/04/vishu-kani.html' title='Vishu Kani'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/RiD-NgsnfSI/AAAAAAAAABg/8lBnCGDJ5KU/s72-c/Vishu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-152733828508599031</id><published>2007-04-03T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T04:59:42.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life’s Little Instruction Book</title><summary type='text'>I just got this from a website. Found it quite interesting.Have a firm handshake. Look people in the eye. Sing in the shower. Own a great stereo system. If in a fight, hit first and hit hard. Keep secrets. Never give up on anybody. Miracles happen everyday. Always accept an outstretched hand. Be brave. Even if you’re not, pretend to be. No one can tell the difference. Whistle. Avoid sarcastic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/152733828508599031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=152733828508599031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/152733828508599031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/152733828508599031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/04/lifes-little-instruction-book.html' title='Life’s Little Instruction Book'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-4787535996459209901</id><published>2007-03-31T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:52:18.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Becoming A Father!</title><summary type='text'>Wednesday, 21st March 2007 at 4.00 pm, I became father of a beautiful daughter. She was a little ahead of the schedule. She weighs about 2.5kg and today she is 9 days old. That was an amazing time. As we didnt know the sex of our baby, so it was an added surprise. When she born - I cant express how I was feeling at that moment. Seeing your own child for the first time for real is beautiful. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/4787535996459209901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=4787535996459209901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/4787535996459209901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/4787535996459209901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-becoming-father.html' title='On Becoming A Father!'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MM40Or-JWE/Rg6SjBNFH5I/AAAAAAAAABI/Ulxkqf1smjw/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-3867514601514282274</id><published>2007-03-04T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T09:13:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Diamond</title><summary type='text'> BLOOD DIAMOND (2006) : The movie is about how diamonds in countries like Sierra Leone are mined illegally to fuel the civil war.. What shocked me more was the fact that all the scenes which they showed in the movie were true, happened in real life.. Places in Africa still have "governments" that loot villages and abduct men and children. The men are placed in diamond mines as slave laborers and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/3867514601514282274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=3867514601514282274&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/3867514601514282274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/3867514601514282274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/03/blood-diamond.html' title='Blood Diamond'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-17870183233838315</id><published>2007-02-23T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T09:41:51.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paithrukam</title><summary type='text'>Paithrukam (1993) : This Malayalam movie directed by Jayraj can be called as one of the classic of Malayalam cinema. The movie is about the conflict between ideologies and beliefs. The movie has a awesome screenplay, excellent music and acting.Let me give out the story in brief (Warning : Spoilers ). The movie revolves around namboodari family where Narendra Prasad is a respected head priest who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/17870183233838315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=17870183233838315&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/17870183233838315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/17870183233838315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/02/paithrukam.html' title='Paithrukam'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-117120199882729964</id><published>2007-02-11T03:57:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T05:53:18.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kshetram"</title><summary type='text'>Below pictures were taken by me during my visit to Kottarakara , Kerala. It was raining and I was standing on the balcony of a function hall near to this temple.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/117120199882729964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=117120199882729964&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/117120199882729964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/117120199882729964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/02/kshetram_117120199882729964.html' title='&quot;Kshetram&quot;'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/386467752_8564bdd5c2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116771018420708976</id><published>2007-01-01T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:56:24.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116771018420708976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116771018420708976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116771018420708976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116771018420708976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116750258133739207</id><published>2006-12-30T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:12:30.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Udupi Beaches (Part 2)</title><summary type='text'>DAY 2 (18th Dec 06) : 7.00 am : I was the first one to get up in the morning. Went to the next room and asked Risaf, Nishit and Jayakumar to get up. The reason for my getting up early was because I had planned to pay a visit to the famous Udupi Sri Krishna Temple. I freshned up very fast and set out to go to the temple so that by the time I return back to hotel other guys will be ready for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116750258133739207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116750258133739207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116750258133739207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116750258133739207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/12/trip-to-udupi-beaches-part-2.html' title='Trip to Udupi Beaches (Part 2)'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116707713291402575</id><published>2006-12-25T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:11:46.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Udupi Beaches (Part 1)</title><summary type='text'>Myself and my office friends were planning for a get-together since a long time but unfortunately it was not getting worked out. So during the first week of this month myself and Risaf planned to make a trip. Now the next question was, Where to go? Both of us digged into google.com and tried to get information about some exciting place for visit. We checked details about many places in karnataka </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116707713291402575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116707713291402575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116707713291402575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116707713291402575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/12/trip-to-udupi-beaches-part-1.html' title='Trip to Udupi Beaches (Part 1)'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116595991718144056</id><published>2006-12-12T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T06:52:15.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Son's Room</title><summary type='text'> It has been quite a while I have touched my blog. But I noticed from the count on the webcounter on my blog that still some visitors do visit my blog. So here I go again .....Today I watched the Italian Movie 'The Son's Room'. The film is produced and directed by Nanni Moretti. THE SON'S ROOM won the Palme D'Or at the 2001 Cannes Film Festival. The film moved me emotionally and had my tear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116595991718144056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116595991718144056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116595991718144056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116595991718144056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/12/sons-room.html' title='The Son&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116314335689591130</id><published>2006-11-09T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:22:36.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokeback Mountain</title><summary type='text'>Watched Ang Lee's Oscar winning 'Brokeback Mountain'. I did not like the movie and it was a damn boring movie. I am curious on what basis did they give the best picture oscar for this movie.Check out this beautiful soundtrack which is much better than the 3 hour long movie.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116314335689591130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116314335689591130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116314335689591130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116314335689591130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/11/brokeback-mountain.html' title='Brokeback Mountain'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116202567082541766</id><published>2006-10-27T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:45:21.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SARVAKALASHALA</title><summary type='text'>'Sarvakalashala' (1987) : It is the best campus movie in malaylam though people who like campus movies like 'Classmates', 'Niram', etc may not like this movie. But in my opinion 'Sarvakalashala' is a movie that works more at an emotional level and the characters remain with you forever. Venu nagavally was the director, screenplay and dialogue writer of this movie. Mohanlal is the protagonist who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116202567082541766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116202567082541766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116202567082541766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116202567082541766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/10/sarvakalashala.html' title='SARVAKALASHALA'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116167627290243617</id><published>2006-10-24T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:51:12.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salgirah mubarak ho....</title><summary type='text'>22nd October.....On this day, Last year I said bye to a care-free bachelorhood and said hello to married life. I still recall the day. A Malayalee wedding at a auditorium near the famous Kottarakara Ganapathy temple With hordes of relatives. Some friends. Priests &amp; photographers and videographers !That was a day filled with memorable moments caused by many :  From anxious parents. To a more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116167627290243617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116167627290243617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116167627290243617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116167627290243617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/10/salgirah-mubarak-ho.html' title='Salgirah mubarak ho....'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116133338444373260</id><published>2006-10-19T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:43:18.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balabhaskar</title><summary type='text'>Around 5 years back I watched a stage programme in Asianet channel where a young boy maybe 20 yrs old, wearing a jeans and a kurta was performing with Violin. He played the song 'Snehitane.. snehitane...' from the movie Alaipayuthe on violin and believe me I liked the instrumental that he played more than the original song. I could not note down the name of that young boy at that time. Again </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116133338444373260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116133338444373260&amp;isPopup=true' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116133338444373260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116133338444373260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/10/balabhaskar.html' title='Balabhaskar'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116071936865547600</id><published>2006-10-12T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:02:50.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 160 Seconds at Traffic Signal</title><summary type='text'>      It’s very funny how the world works. Sometimes, a single event that happens in your everyday life makes you realize that there is a big difference between 'observing' and 'looking'.Last week I was returning from my office to homeat around 8.30pm. I was driving my bike through the heavy traffic that was flowing like stream of water flowing through narrow lanes and getting connected with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116071936865547600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116071936865547600&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116071936865547600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116071936865547600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/10/160-seconds-at-traffic-signal.html' title='The 160 Seconds at Traffic Signal'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-116003036498132797</id><published>2006-10-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:43:21.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASSMATES</title><summary type='text'> Watched the malayalam movie "Classmates". Almost all media reports that this movie is the hit among this year's Onam relases. Many of my friends told me that this is a very nostalgic campus movie. Anyway myself along with my wife went to watch this movie. My opinion after watching this movie is that this could have been the best malayalam movie based on a campus story to date. But the film just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/116003036498132797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=116003036498132797&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116003036498132797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/116003036498132797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/10/classmates.html' title='CLASSMATES'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115895539589842418</id><published>2006-09-22T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:06:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ILLAYARAJA GEMS</title><summary type='text'>Check out the below two song clip from the movie "Pithamagan"(Tamil) and "Achuvinde Amma" (Malayalam). Both the songs are composed by Maestro Illayaraja and I felt that the picturisation of this particular songs were perfect in both these movies.From the film PithamaganFrom the film Achuvinde Amma</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115895539589842418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115895539589842418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115895539589842418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115895539589842418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/09/illayaraja-gems.html' title='ILLAYARAJA GEMS'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115826572464606438</id><published>2006-09-14T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T13:35:56.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Onam</title><summary type='text'>Last week was 'Onam'. We "celebrated" Onam at Bangalore itself. There was nothing much to call it as a celebration, except for a mini-sadya today with parippu, sambar, aviyal, payar thoran, puliyinchi, pachidi, pappadams. The sadhya was topped with a delicious payasam at the end. Some of my friends were invited for the sadya.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115826572464606438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115826572464606438&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115826572464606438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115826572464606438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/09/onam.html' title='Onam'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115699949550419255</id><published>2006-08-30T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T22:51:44.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trouser Story</title><summary type='text'>Last year my uncle and aunt from Mumbai paid a visit to Bangalore to meet us while they were on their way to Kerala. My uncle and aunt presented me with a cloth for trouser and shirt. For the past one year the cloth was lying at my sister's house as I was not at all interested in the long process of carrying the cloth to the tailor shop, giving measurement and then again wait for days to get it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115699949550419255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115699949550419255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115699949550419255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115699949550419255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/trouser-story.html' title='The Trouser Story'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115691138577877331</id><published>2006-08-29T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:31:10.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Close Up</title><summary type='text'> Abbas Kiarostami's Close-up (1990) is the real life story of a poor and unemployed Iranian man named Sabzian who is infatuated with the world of film. One day, while riding the bus, an older woman (Mrs Ahankhah) sitting next to him notices that he is holding a book on film script in his hand. The script is of 'The Cyclist' by the renowned director Mohsen Makhmalbaf. The woman, too, is a lover of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115691138577877331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115691138577877331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115691138577877331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115691138577877331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/close-up.html' title='Close Up'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115682725928242863</id><published>2006-08-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:19:19.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Hrishida</title><summary type='text'>"Babu moshai!!!!zindagi aur maut to uparwale ke hath mein hai jahapanah!! ise na to aap badal sakte hain na main..Hum sab to rangmanch ki kathputliyan hain...jinki dor uparwale ki ungliyon mein bandhi hain...kab, kaun, kaisa uthega..yeh koi nahin bata sakta....ha ha ha ha ha" (Rajesh Khanna in Anand) Check this nice post on Hrishikesh Mukherjee’s movies. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115682725928242863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115682725928242863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115682725928242863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115682725928242863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/bye-bye-hrishida.html' title='Bye Bye Hrishida'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115674462500011583</id><published>2006-08-27T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:57:05.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rashomon</title><summary type='text'>Watched 'Rashomon' again for the nth time :-). Rashomon is story telling at its best. These 90 minutes unfold wonderfully and leave you wondering of what you have seen. The genius of "Rashomon" is that all of the flashbacks are both true and false. As in 12 Angry Men, here too the Director makes the viewers to create their own conclusion after watching this movie. So I bet that all the viewers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115674462500011583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115674462500011583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115674462500011583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115674462500011583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/rashomon.html' title='Rashomon'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115639444571400882</id><published>2006-08-23T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:23:13.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERHEROS</title><summary type='text'>VIDESHI SUPERHERODESI SUPERHERO</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115639444571400882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115639444571400882&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115639444571400882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115639444571400882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/superheros.html' title='SUPERHEROS'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115630608908765276</id><published>2006-08-22T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:08:09.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Angry Men</title><summary type='text'>Twelve Angry Men (1957).. I watched this movie yesterday and now I wish I had seen it sooner. It is that good. It is there in all the best top 25 movie list. This was television-trained director Sidney Lumet's first feature film - a low-budget ($350,000) film shot in only 17 days from a screenplay by Reginald Rose, who based his script on his own teleplay of the same name. Within the confines of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115630608908765276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115630608908765276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115630608908765276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115630608908765276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/12-angry-men.html' title='12 Angry Men'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115587755297891026</id><published>2006-08-17T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:28:31.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMU UPDATE</title><summary type='text'>Excerpt from Ram Gopal Varma interview with Anuradha Sengupta in CNNIBN.  Anuradha Sengupta:Dharavi was the first place that you visited when you came to Mumbai, isn’t it?Ram Gopal Varma: Yes. It looked to me as if there was just no space. The whole thing is under one roof. I was fascinated that so many people can actually live in such a congested place. Science tells you about hygiene and space </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115587755297891026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115587755297891026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115587755297891026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115587755297891026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/ramu-update.html' title='RAMU UPDATE'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115578633927706854</id><published>2006-08-16T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:00:19.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CITY HARBOUR</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was my brother-in-law and my cousin brother's birthday and we celebrated it over a dinner at a multicuisine restaurant on the outer ring road in Marathahalli called 'The Harbour'.The first thing that strikes you is the real sailing boat placed in the front of the restaurant. (I later read in an article that the boat was brought all the way from Karwar). As soon as you enter the hotel, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115578633927706854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115578633927706854&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115578633927706854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115578633927706854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/city-harbour.html' title='CITY HARBOUR'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115526941875234384</id><published>2006-08-10T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:15:38.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WATER</title><summary type='text'>Last night I watched Deepa Mehta's Water, a very good movie got stuck because of cheap, dirty Indian politicians. The local politicians did not let Deepa Mehta shoot the move in Varanasi and did lot of hoo ha…but finally the movie completed but it could not get released in India…not even Music too….. Ms. Mehta was not able to resurrect “Water” until four years later, and only then in neighboring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115526941875234384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115526941875234384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115526941875234384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115526941875234384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/water.html' title='WATER'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115519255843744125</id><published>2006-08-09T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:50:12.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nokia Care sucks !</title><summary type='text'>"It takes years to get a customer, and seconds to loose one"Nokia customer care centre at Infantry Road, Bangalore stands tall amidst the other customer care centres.You want to know why? Read on....To start Nokia being the number 1 in India, most of the bakras purchase Nokia fones. The Services. Wow! Nothing to speak about it. The best description about their care is **BullShit**.Let me explain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115519255843744125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115519255843744125&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115519255843744125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115519255843744125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/nokia-care-sucks.html' title='Nokia Care sucks !'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115493438010029131</id><published>2006-08-06T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:08:55.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"At 8:15 AM on August 6, 1945 . . ."</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was the 61st anniversary of the atomic bombing of Hiroshima and, three days later, Nagasaki. On August 6, 1945, a United States Air Force B-29 aircraft, called the "Enola Gay", dropped the "Little Boy" atomic bomb on Hiroshima, Japan.It was the first atomic bomb ever used in war. It ended up killing between 130,000 to 150,000 people.The bomb leveled Hiroshima to the ground. It exploded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115493438010029131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115493438010029131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115493438010029131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115493438010029131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/at-815-am-on-august-6-1945.html' title='&quot;At 8:15 AM on August 6, 1945 . . .&quot;'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115467215902012244</id><published>2006-08-03T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:15:59.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day</title><summary type='text'>        A pious man explained to his followers: It is evil to take lives and noble to save them.  Each day I pledge to save a hundred lives. I drop my net in the lake and scoop out a hundred fishes. I place the fishes on the bank, where they flop and twirl.  "Don't be scared," I tell those fishes.  "I am saving you from drowning."  Soon enough, the fishes grow calm and lie still.  Yet, sad to say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115467215902012244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115467215902012244&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115467215902012244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115467215902012244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/08/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the Day'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115385284541000555</id><published>2006-07-25T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T11:40:46.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahabarata Revisited</title><summary type='text'>The weekend I watched the movie 'Kalyug'.  Review from Mouthshut.comKALYUG is one of the ’ ’best films’’ made by Shyam Benegal and taking into consideration Shyam Benegal’s oeuvre, Kalyug must be something special to deserve that tag. IT IS... KALYUG was produced by Shashi Kapoor who in his producer’s phase made some really good cinema like Junoon, Kalyug, Vijeta and Utsav.. its another matter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115385284541000555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115385284541000555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115385284541000555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115385284541000555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/07/mahabarata-revisited.html' title='Mahabarata Revisited'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115350289309732211</id><published>2006-07-21T09:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:58:22.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCARY SHYAMALAN</title><summary type='text'> Brand: American Express Execution: TV (Academy Awards 2006)Description :This 2:00 minute spot shows M. Night Shyamalan, the director of “The Sixth Sense” and “The Village” sitting in a restaurant. As he watches the patrons, strange and stranger things begin to happen. We can see his vision infiltrate the actions of the people around him. Then a waitress interrupts his thoughts and breaks the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115350289309732211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115350289309732211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115350289309732211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115350289309732211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/07/scary-shyamalan_21.html' title='SCARY SHYAMALAN'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115299346078343190</id><published>2006-07-15T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T14:08:35.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai's Lifeline</title><summary type='text'>The local train - the lifeline of Mumbai that was attacked on 11th July - has been used by filmmakers to symbolise many aspects of Mumbai city. Local train has been used as an anchor by many filmmakers. I am highlighting some of the movies that featured Local train.In Half Ticket, Kishore Kumar steals a ride in the train by posing as a child.The local train played a significant role in Basu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115299346078343190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115299346078343190&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115299346078343190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115299346078343190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/07/mumbais-lifeline.html' title='Mumbai&apos;s Lifeline'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115281802284814860</id><published>2006-07-13T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T12:37:23.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken-65</title><summary type='text'>Last Monday myself and my wife went for shopping and as it was already late in the afternoon we decided to have our lunch outside. We went to Nandini Hotel at Domlur circle,Bangalore. Amid heavy rush the floor supervisor accomodated us in two seats at a corner. As we were very hungry, we decided to order for Meals and with chicken as side dish. I randomly went thru the long menu and decided to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115281802284814860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115281802284814860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115281802284814860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115281802284814860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/07/chicken-65.html' title='Chicken-65'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115264542559598308</id><published>2006-07-11T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:11:44.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>City of God (Cidade de Deus )</title><summary type='text'>I hate violence in real life but I love violent movies. I saw an excellent movie this weekend, 'City of God'. It is a Brazilian movie about a young boy growing up among the gangs at a slum outside Rio de Janeiro, and his dreams of escaping to become a photographer. It is a very violent, heartbreaking and beautiful and bloody gangster movie based on a true story. After watching this movie I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115264542559598308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115264542559598308&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115264542559598308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115264542559598308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/07/city-of-god-cidade-de-deus.html' title='City of God (Cidade de Deus )'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115214066692212813</id><published>2006-07-05T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T16:07:02.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauty</title><summary type='text'>Title : Flaming June,1895Artist : Frederick Leighton</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115214066692212813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115214066692212813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115214066692212813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115214066692212813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/07/sleeping-beauty_05.html' title='Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115204634330669991</id><published>2006-07-04T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T11:23:15.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matrubhoomi - A nation without women</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I watched Manish Jha's 'Matrubhoomi - A nation without women '. I would like to warn everybody that this movie is very Intense and disturbing. I would advise people with a faint heart not to watch the movie. The movie does not have any jhatka-matka or dances set in Switzerland. The movie will shock and stun you with the violence. Now after this warning let me tell you that this is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115204634330669991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115204634330669991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115204634330669991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115204634330669991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/07/matrubhoomi-nation-without-women.html' title='Matrubhoomi - A nation without women'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115178880121030532</id><published>2006-07-01T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T12:44:15.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAXI DRIVER</title><summary type='text'>        Fifteen years ago a hindi movie named Sadak was realeased starring Sanjay Dutt and Pooja bhatt. I watched the movie and was going through the review of the movie in a film magazine and remember that the the author of that film review had compared this movie to an Hollywood movie 'Taxi Driver'. Since then I had read a lot about this Martin Scorsese movie but was never been able to watch it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115178880121030532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115178880121030532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115178880121030532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115178880121030532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/07/taxi-driver.html' title='TAXI DRIVER'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115157909678035763</id><published>2006-06-29T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T04:04:56.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AFTER THE RAIN</title><summary type='text'>"kulichu pachappattucharthi nilkunnu bhoomichirichu nerukayil ummaveykkunnu sooryan"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115157909678035763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115157909678035763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115157909678035763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115157909678035763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/after-rain.html' title='AFTER THE RAIN'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115140900169570858</id><published>2006-06-27T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T04:53:06.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not One Less</title><summary type='text'>Last week I bought and watched the chinese movie 'Not One Less'. I have never heard about this movie but I decided to buy it as it is was directed by one of my favourite director Zhang Yimou.? And believe me I was really mesmerised by this movie. There is nothing special about the story but Zhang Yimou's magical treatment is what makes this movie very special. Let me briefly give the story : The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115140900169570858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115140900169570858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115140900169570858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115140900169570858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-one-less.html' title='Not One Less'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115140578849036289</id><published>2006-06-27T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T12:47:58.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Shravanabelagola</title><summary type='text'>Last week myself and my wife decided to visit Shravanabelagola, the ancient statue of Lord Gomateshwara (Bahubali) which is said to be the tallest monolith in the world. I consulted my office friends and also searched on internet to know about the route and the history of shravanabelagola and the bus timings. We decided to go on a Saturday as it was my weekly off-day at office and my wife planned</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115140578849036289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115140578849036289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115140578849036289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115140578849036289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/trip-to-shravanabelagola_27.html' title='Trip to Shravanabelagola'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115132798175646027</id><published>2006-06-26T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:18:21.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Strength is infectious"</title><summary type='text'>I liked these line from Hritik Roshan's interview :"Strength is not one that makes you feel stronger than others around you. True strength is actually infectious. It makes others around you feel strong. That's the concept of strength that I believe in and that's the strength that Krrish has and stands for. "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115132798175646027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115132798175646027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132798175646027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132798175646027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/strength-is-infectious.html' title='&quot;Strength is infectious&quot;'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115132779771638884</id><published>2006-06-26T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:42:45.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A short Story..!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Read and liked the below story so added it here :A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the House, the cracked pot arrived only half full.For a full two years this went</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115132779771638884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115132779771638884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132779771638884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132779771638884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/short-story.html' title='A short Story..!!!!'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115132770059166423</id><published>2006-06-26T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:17:27.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trois Couleurs - ROUGE</title><summary type='text'>Continuing with the Kieslowski's Trilogy, let me now write about the third part 'RED'. (I could not get the second part -White).RED(France/1994) : The concluding part 'RED' stands for 'Fraternity' on French flag.Red is the color of love and blood - life and death. This is the most mysterious and complex movie in the trilogy. Valentine (Irene Jacob) is a model whose new advertisement is going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115132770059166423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115132770059166423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132770059166423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132770059166423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/trois-couleurs-rouge.html' title='Trois Couleurs - ROUGE'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115132757840836851</id><published>2006-06-26T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:16:01.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trois Couleurs - BLEU</title><summary type='text'>I finished watching two movies (Blue and Red) out of Krzysztof Kieslowski's trilogy Bleu, Blanc, Rouge. I am restricted by the lack of words that I know of or am aware of to write about the work of Kieslowski. It is very difficult to write about the works in words, one has to feel and observe these movies. These movies are around 13 years old but even today it looks fresh. The special features in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115132757840836851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115132757840836851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132757840836851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132757840836851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/trois-couleurs-bleu.html' title='Trois Couleurs - BLEU'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115132742174564012</id><published>2006-06-26T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:14:53.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jhankaar Beats</title><summary type='text'>             I am right now sitting in my office all alone. We have a radio in our office that keeps playing the local FM station. Most of the time they keep playing the recent hit songs and the RJ's keep talking about stuff that are least interesting. It has been very windy and dark and overcast with rain lashing in parts. Its beautiful. I like this weather. And for some reason i feel like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115132742174564012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115132742174564012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132742174564012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132742174564012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/jhankaar-beats.html' title='Jhankaar Beats'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30283126.post-115132714238875737</id><published>2006-06-26T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:13:50.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FANAA</title><summary type='text'>Saw Fanaa this weekend. the film was marketed with a lot of hype..yashraj films, aamair comming together with Kajol for the first time,Kajol's return to bollywood, etc. I watched it on VCD..The movie had everything at the right place except a good story line. I felt that aamir and kajol were looking too old for the respective roles. I could only sit throught the entire movie because of Ravi K </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/feeds/115132714238875737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30283126&amp;postID=115132714238875737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132714238875737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30283126/posts/default/115132714238875737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudhinair.blogspot.com/2006/06/fanaa.html' title='FANAA'/><author><name>Sudhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701500646296197350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
