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I am sex itself, gentlemen. I am life. I am appetite!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>729</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/hawkeyeview" type="application/atom+xml" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIEQns9fyp7ImA9WxJUFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-4615012043789545870</id><published>2009-07-15T14:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:45:03.567-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T14:45:03.567-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hollywood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The hurt locker" /><title>Movie Review: The Hurt Locker</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a really good movie that surprisingly has not received much fanfare. It is a fascinating story about a bomb disposal specialist in Iraq. His daily job is to defuse live bombs and he does it with an approach of a mechanic with a tool kit repairing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BMWs&lt;/span&gt; and what not. The nice aspect of the movie is that it shows him to be this cavalier "redneck" reckless person who goes out of the way to defuse bombs (like it were his hobby) but still keeps the movie real with no show of heroism whatsoever. Actor Jeremy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Renner&lt;/span&gt; plays this role with peculiar blend of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;geekish&lt;/span&gt; intensity and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;carefreeness&lt;/span&gt;. When he is disposing bombs he is a geek totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;focused&lt;/span&gt; on the wires and the mechanics of the bombs. He seems to intuitively think like a bomber and feel around for traps and secondary devices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This activity is more like a high intensity game to him. He does not treat it like a war where his life is in danger. Its almost as if his life/sanity would be in danger if it were not for the war and his job. An interesting counterfoil is his squad leader &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sanborn&lt;/span&gt;, who is continually frustrated by James' recklessness and complete lack of awareness of rules, roles and responsibilities. The movie centers around 4-5 events &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;surrounding&lt;/span&gt; 3-4 characters. Its shot in a grainy way with what seems like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;handi&lt;/span&gt;cam. You get to see the action as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;participant&lt;/span&gt; of the proceedings. As if a camera was attached to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sanborn&lt;/span&gt; or one of his squad members. The suspense that is built up in the beginning sort of sustains till the end and keeps you at the edge of your seat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-4615012043789545870?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/yBGvJ58uvDI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/4615012043789545870/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=4615012043789545870" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/4615012043789545870?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/4615012043789545870?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/yBGvJ58uvDI/movie-review-hurt-locker.html" title="Movie Review: The Hurt Locker" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-review-hurt-locker.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMBQXw9eCp7ImA9WxJUFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-5585626295874440384</id><published>2009-07-14T20:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:24:10.260-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-14T20:24:10.260-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Do people like it because it is fashionable to like this?" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="harry potter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="j. k. rowling hit the lottery ticket" /><title>Confession</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am not a Harry Potter fan. I have labored through and seen all the movies they released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have lost the child in me. I won't criticise the concept. It is probably not for all. Its simply that this piece of fiction did not capture my imagination. In my defense I'll say that I tried hard to like it. But I was constantly left wondering what people really saw in this series. Initially, I thought I didn't like it because this got released in parallel with LOTR and so this looked so-so in comparison. But now I think the series has become genuinely boring for me. The books are unreadable too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-5585626295874440384?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/rGZKUk_vP0k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/5585626295874440384/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=5585626295874440384" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/5585626295874440384?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/5585626295874440384?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/rGZKUk_vP0k/confession.html" title="Confession" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/07/confession.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQGRnc5eyp7ImA9WxJUFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-1154295666216133420</id><published>2009-07-13T13:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:48:47.923-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-13T13:48:47.923-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="i have super powers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LSE" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="i have to learn to monetize these super powers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LSE superpowers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I control the world" /><title>I am God</title><content type="html">So please &lt;a href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/06/lse-prediction.html"&gt;give respect &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/finance?q=NYSE:C"&gt;take respect&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-1154295666216133420?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/oLx30FxGPx4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/1154295666216133420/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=1154295666216133420" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1154295666216133420?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1154295666216133420?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/oLx30FxGPx4/i-am-god.html" title="I am God" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-god.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cHRHoycSp7ImA9WxJUFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-7600741821331247826</id><published>2009-07-13T11:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:03:55.499-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-13T12:03:55.499-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brad Pitt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tarantino" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inglourious basterds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guy ritchie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sherlock holmes" /><title>Inglourious Basterds &amp; Sherlock Holmes</title><content type="html">Two awesome directors are due to release movies this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tarantino's Next:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ELXX6k2AGtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ELXX6k2AGtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy Ritchie's Next:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/My5FSWHw7LE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/My5FSWHw7LE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-7600741821331247826?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/SYqNXNB0nKA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/7600741821331247826/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=7600741821331247826" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/7600741821331247826?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/7600741821331247826?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/SYqNXNB0nKA/inglourious-basterds-sherlock-holmes.html" title="Inglourious Basterds &amp; Sherlock Holmes" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/07/inglourious-basterds-sherlock-holmes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEABQHwzcCp7ImA9WxJUFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-4146786471338927168</id><published>2009-07-13T01:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:25:51.288-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-13T01:25:51.288-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fact of life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life is fascinating" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life is like that" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="definition of challenge" /><title>On Challenges</title><content type="html">&lt;object height="361" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://sports.espn.go.com/videohub/player.swf?mediaId=3696478"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sports.espn.go.com/videohub/player.swf?mediaId=3696478" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" width="440" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-4146786471338927168?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/9tyeZ1RmWtQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/4146786471338927168/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=4146786471338927168" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/4146786471338927168?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/4146786471338927168?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/9tyeZ1RmWtQ/on-challenges.html" title="On Challenges" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-challenges.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8DSXo8eCp7ImA9WxJUEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-1295598358414081376</id><published>2009-07-08T11:33:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:31:18.470-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-09T00:31:18.470-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dangerous" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the way you make me feel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best of michael" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smooth criminal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michael jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beat it" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moonwalker" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DesiPundit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="who is it" /><title>Best Of Michael III</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The Way You Make Me Feel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rarely shown full version is embedded below. This is one of the coolest songs composed by Michael. In the late 80s when stereo (as opposed to mono) systems was a rare thing, the beginning of the song would knock you out. The first beat would be heard on both speakers and then the quick beats that lead to the base drums would be heard alternatively on the left and right speakers. He apparently composed this song at the request of his mother to to have a "shuffling" kind of song. It become the ultimate woo-the-girl category song with finger snapping becoming a well-imitated mannerism. The 'thumbs up' that the old man does was an impromptu thing, which the crew liked and so kept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPZO3MAtXUs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPZO3MAtXUs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The (really hot) version with Britney Spears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b0dOdHG2wfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b0dOdHG2wfg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. They Don't really care about Us&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best song from the HIStory album. The unique drums segment of this song will probably be the most unforgettable aspect of his music. The rhythm of the song is very basic but the sheer force of Michael's singing and the vehemence shown in the lyrics raises the song up a notch. Spike Lee directed 2 videos for the song. This was the first ever time Michael decided to do two videos for a song. The edginess and pace that this song had made both videos look powerful. Strangely the initial lyrics of the song became highly controversial "jew me sew me...kick me, kike me" were considered anti-Semitic by NY Times. The first video was shot in Shantytown, Rio inspite of state authorities trying to stop the production. It used a local band called Olodum who became world famous as a result of the video. The second video was shot in a prison with images of KKK and Nazis. Sadly, this song featured Michael's last ever video image. A rehearsal video of him for the 'This is it' tour shows him dancing to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Official Video shot in Brazil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDyk05Xyg9I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDyk05Xyg9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banned Video Shot in Prison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FAi3dJIJwgI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FAi3dJIJwgI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rehearsal video 48 hours before his death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cd9emUEWcwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cd9emUEWcwg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Smooth Criminal&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in many ways the ultimate Jackson song. It is by far the best song in Bad and many would consider to be his best song ever. Most people became hooked as MJ fans because of this song. Every aspect of the song is simply incredible. Originally composed in 1985 as an inspiration from Fred Astaire's &lt;em&gt;"The Girl Hunt Ballet"&lt;/em&gt; the song was called 'Al Capone'. Then this last minute addition (can you believe it?) to the Album Bad was renamed Smooth Criminal. It has a fantastic drums rhythm coupled with a mesmerising trademark bass guitar that makes you get up and dance. It talks about a woman called Annie who is attacked by a criminal. The Video and stage performance of this song is creativity beyond imagination. With trademark White Suit, Jackson created a couple of dance steps and went on to patent the more popular of the two dance steps. My personal favorite is the complicated revolution that he does at 7:25 minutes in the video below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Anti-gravity Lean:&lt;/strong&gt; However, what totally captured public imagination was the anti-gravity lean. Choreographed by Jeff Daniel, they performed this seemingly impossible lean (see 7:20 in video below) using wires/magnets and clever camera angles. But the creativity they showed to do it on stage led to US Patent #5,255,452. The stage is built to have pegs protrude from it at the correct time. The dancers have special shoes with holes in the ankles that would slide and lock to those pegs. The dancers would lean forward magically with the support of the peg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Video From the Movie MoonWalker.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contains new lyrics and a different drums arrangement (especially the one when the song starts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PmN0dwDR1wo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PmN0dwDR1wo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live Version&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ix9GlHZdWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ix9GlHZdWY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Who Is it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangerous is Michael's best and creatively the most complete album ever. &lt;em&gt;'Who is it'&lt;/em&gt; is the best song in that album. My god. If I had a buck for every time I listened to this song I'd be a billionaire. The cover of Dangerous is unforgettable to any MJ fan. It shows eyes from inside a armor like helmet with a strand of hair falling out and then a million little details surrounding it. This is such an awesome song that I'd do injustice to it simply by trying to describe it. It is a criminal injustice that this song was not treated with the respect it deserves. It should been among the first two videos MJ did for Dangerous. Instead he does a off-hand acapella of this song in Oprah (Video below) and it becomes so popular that Sony finally gets to see what dumb asses they were to not release this earlier. The way he does those beats with his mouth was simply brilliant. For a while I couldn't even track how his lips were moving while he did this. And he apologizes for that performance to Oprah. Imagine his standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is about betrayal and pathos. The lyrics are probably the best among MJ's songs. The special curves he does to the voice he does when he sings &lt;em&gt;"i am the agony inside the dying head"&lt;/em&gt; are all mighty little things he pours to make this song a great one. Hiccup songs are always special. This one starts with a 'aahh' female choir and then the drums arrangement sort of erupts powerfully. The beginning beat of the song is so deep that you cannot stop noticing te suddenness of it. You want it to last for eternity and then he starts his magical hiccup and "I gave my money..".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who directs the video - none other than my favorite David Fincher. The video is about Michael's girl friend who also lives a double life as a high class escort call-girl. He sees her visiting card 'Alex' and the tracks all her visits to clients. Until finally he lets her know her game is up. The video is shot in classy lighting seemingly in a city with Gothic buildings. The whole set up is very high-class and Michael is shown to be a billionaire. The way the visiting card rolls up and stands on the hand is very classy. I can go on.. but it just makes me more sad that such a song will never again come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael sings acapella to Oprah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWT9bgNn_yI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWT9bgNn_yI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Official Video Directed by Fincher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_hqHdSpv2_E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_hqHdSpv2_E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Beat It&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Van Halen's guitar, MJ's silver voice, super cool lyrics, gangster theme combine to create Thriller's best song. It ranks higher than 'Who is it' purely because its stayed with me for longer. The unqiue phrase "beat it" ( Made Indians wonder what it was) was strange to me when I first listened to it. If you lived in the 80s ad listened to beat it for the first time, you were hooked on to what was referred to in India as "western music". Jackson wanted to do a rock song and called upon Eddie Van Halen to do a guitar solo. Eddie Van Halen did this solo for &lt;em&gt;free of charge&lt;/em&gt;. I feel in love with the song purely for the speed at which it was sung. The bell like sounds and the knock you can here when the guitar begins (rumored to be a recording mistake by Van Halen knocking his guitar while playing it) are enduring sounds that you remember from the Panasonic 543 tape recorder/player era. The video used real life gangsters and Broadway performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WObfcDIf6lY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WObfcDIf6lY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Post Script:&lt;/strong&gt; I never believed the allegations against him. I still don't. The fact that people who I think are idiots believe otherwise have convinced me even further. The judge said - 'Not Guilty'. That is the verdict and people should just shut up about it. Part of media's negative attitude against MJ was his own fault but a majority of it was a result of pure evil. The idiots who couldn't appreciate his music resorted to what they did best - gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing - writing these posts made me relive the childhood days spent listening to his songs. It has been a while since I listened to his songs. I revisited myMJ scrapbook, where for 10 years I had collected clippings of most MJ stories that had appeared in print in India. Brought back memories. Sadly those days, like him, are dead and would never come back. It is a sad reminder of the unrelenting forward march of time where people whom you think will live forever ultimately do die in the strangest of circumstances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-1295598358414081376?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/wRP3fdUAQPk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/1295598358414081376/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=1295598358414081376" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1295598358414081376?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1295598358414081376?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/wRP3fdUAQPk/best-of-michael-iii.html" title="Best Of Michael III" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-of-michael-iii.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEDSHg_cSp7ImA9WxJVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-1239790687008113783</id><published>2009-07-03T21:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:04:39.649-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-03T23:04:39.649-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sheryl crow" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dangerous" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="off the wall" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best of michael" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michael jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moonwalker" /><title>Best Of Michael II</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. 2000 Watts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best song in the album Invicible. It has a kind of a space age rhythm that is literally out of the world. When this song is playing it is absolutely hard not to dance. Total adrenalin pumper. A collaboration between MJ &amp;amp; Tyrese gibson, it was slated to appear in Tyrese's album but MJ released it in Invincible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sNy8qGZxT5I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sNy8qGZxT5I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09. Dirty Diana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Michael's guitar song of Bad. Billy Idol's former guitarist Steve Stevens was the guitarist here and he starts and ends the song with the same low note. This was a song about groupies who offered themselves to rock stars at backstage. Speculation was rife that this song may have been about Diana Ross but it caused MJ embarrassment when he found out that "Princess" Diana would be attending his Bad Live concert in Wembley stadium (which is probably the stadium that has seen MJ's best live concerts). He removed the song from the schedule (however Diana let him know that 'Dirty Diana' was her personal favorite in Bad). This is a high quality song with Michael singing in a higher octave through out. The lady who is shown walking is actually Sheryl Crow who started off as backup voice in MJ's tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Hg-IRZk4D0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Hg-IRZk4D0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08. In The Closet &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I love the video more or the song. It is a poster boy song for the new trend of "New Jack Swing" songs that producer Teddy Riley was creating which mixed R&amp;amp;B and Soul. It has MJ singing in a very sensual voice. Originally, Madonna was scheduled to sing this duet with Michael and they had a fall-out leading to her voice getting pulled off from this song (getting replaced with "Mystery Girl" princess of Monaco). Although the song's name suggests about "sexual orientation" being kept in the closet, the lyrics talk about MJ's secret relationship with a woman. The video is an amazing piece of work. Shot in bright light with rapid edits and cuts, this video probably has the best camera work I have seen in a music video ever. It shows people in angles that are unique. The breaks/moves that Michael does when he dances are freaking hard to do and he makes it look so easy. The silhouette moves he does when he opens the door is so cool. For years after this video was released every time I walked past a door with a white cut-banian and black jeans I'd do all the poses at the door until my mom got tired of my madness. There is a small sequence in the video that is not there in the CD. These small things made it look even more good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwvix7uEQg0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwvix7uEQg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Get On the Floor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my most favorite song from "Off The Wall". This is a perfect meld between disco and pop that is sort of a handshake between the 70s and the 80s. The song doesn't request you to dance but compels you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTBcOWmmHGI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTBcOWmmHGI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Speed Demon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of the coolest song from bad that sadly went unnoticed. With a unique beat and characteristic bass guitar it talks about a high speed chase and escape situation. It is such a peppy song that I wasn't surprised to see the video turn out so good. The video featured in the movie Moonwalker. The song begins with a bike roaring off and after every beat set MJ would hiccup &lt;em&gt;"chok"&lt;/em&gt;. The song would then morph into a totally different tune when &lt;em&gt;"speed demon you are the very same one"&lt;/em&gt; line occurs and it goes to a peculiar saxophone sequence. Watch the video, it is so nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEVj2_9Fojo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEVj2_9Fojo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-1239790687008113783?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/N9Xa7BKbXHM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/1239790687008113783/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=1239790687008113783" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1239790687008113783?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1239790687008113783?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/N9Xa7BKbXHM/best-of-michael-ii.html" title="Best Of Michael II" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-of-michael-ii.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEACQ3w7fCp7ImA9WxJVFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-1317502156790260422</id><published>2009-07-02T00:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:32:42.204-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-02T01:32:42.204-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="carlos santana" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beatles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best of michael" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="give in to me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="whatever happens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lennon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="come together" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guitar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michael jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DesiPundit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="slash" /><title>Best Of Michael</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I were to build an ultimate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; album featuring his best songs and at the same time do a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; top 'N' songs countdown - how would it look like? A 3 post series covering that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Whatever Happens &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to be a bit partial to songs that have splendid guitar work. 'Whatever Happens' features Carlos Santana with a dreamy guitar that makes you feel the whole world has gone slow motion. This is a truly great song about two people in love, struggling in life but dearly hope that no matter what happens they at least have each other. The song starts with a eerie Santana whistle and has Michael using one of his more softer voices without actually breaking into a falsetto. It is a great tragedy that this wasn't released as a single or made into a video (the one below is a fan made video for this song).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnkZvILD7EQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnkZvILD7EQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Give into me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest of em' all Guitarist Slash features in this song. This one is another of Michael's songs that talks about failed love, betrayal and sex. Slash features in several of Michael's songs: Scream, Don Sheldon, Black or White and Give In to me. I thought this song was very different from the kind of songs Michael prefers to include in his album. In the spectrum it is more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GNR&lt;/span&gt; than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;. This song has a touch of roughness (almost heavy metal like) to it. Michael uses a more open voice, in fact his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;screamy&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gruffy&lt;/span&gt; voice here (and does so for all of his songs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;featuring&lt;/span&gt; Slash). The bell-like drums ending in this song is very classic. The video below is an extended version and has lyrics and segments not released as part of his album version. Again, yet another excellent song from Dangerous that deserved to be recognized more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ciNGtielT84&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ciNGtielT84&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Come Together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MJ's&lt;/span&gt; version of Lennon &amp;amp; Paul McCartney's "Come Together". This song was first featured by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; in the climax scene of the movie "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Moonwalker&lt;/span&gt;.". It was included as a "new track" in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;MJ's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HIStory&lt;/span&gt; album, albeit with a different tempo than the one he sang for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Moonwalker&lt;/span&gt;. John Lennon was the guitarist when he sung this song originally. Since then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Eurhythmics&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; Tina Turner have redone the song. In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;MJ's&lt;/span&gt; version crazy-wig Jennifer Batten was the guitarist and she starts the song with a powerful note. MJ again sings in a open screamy voice and one can't keep wondering if its the same voice that sings those soulful ballads. Who can forget the lines &lt;em&gt;"Here come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' flat top He come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;groovin&lt;/span&gt;' up slowly"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;"gotta be good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; its so hard to see"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_Z8k5ChsX8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_Z8k5ChsX8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. One Day in Your Life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a smooth soft Ballad from Michael's earlier album "Forever, Michael". His 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and last solo album with Motown Records. His boyish voice suits the song very well. Its a dreamy song and very romantic. if the lower notes he touches are fantastic, some of the higher notes he hits are almost Maria Carey-esque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NO1v8t1FLOI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NO1v8t1FLOI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-1317502156790260422?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/mYwgEDva68E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/1317502156790260422/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=1317502156790260422" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1317502156790260422?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1317502156790260422?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/mYwgEDva68E/best-of-michael.html" title="Best Of Michael" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-of-michael.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMCQ3c5fSp7ImA9WxJVEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-5415950859939069702</id><published>2009-06-26T19:04:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:34:22.925-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-27T02:34:22.925-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mj" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moonwalk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michael jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="billie jean" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DesiPundit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dance performance" /><title>Moonwalk</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A peep into the mechanics of the Moonwalk dance move and the whole Billie Jean performance. This is probably one of the most meticulously articulated stage song-dance sequence in the entertainment world. It is orchestrated to have the artist precisely move and position himself for a bunch of pre-set camera angles and thereby evoke a sense of 'magic' in the minds of the viewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Moonwalk' was originally invented by an artist called 'Casper' (who unimaginatively called it the 'slider'). It later became a worldwide phenomena because MJ executed it (for the first ever time) in the end-closing sequence dance moves of his first ever Billie Jean performance. This happened on 25th March 1983 during the 25th anniversary of Motown. This was staged at the Pasadena Civic Auditorium and called "Motown 25: Yesterday, Today, Forever." The Moonwalk occurs exactly at the same time and in the same way in every Billie Jean performance Michael has done since that one. It is carefully planned to start at a specific beat. It has pre-moonwalk and post-moonwalk moves that go with it. While Michael, over time, has improvised and expanded the Billie Jean performance (the videos below show the improvisations) - the basic structure has remained the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Putting on the Hat:&lt;/strong&gt; The song starts with Michael putting on his hat exactly at the same time the unique multiple layer drums (by the famous Leon Chancler) starts. Then familiar  bass guitar/synth is played on top of it and then the chord progressions are created (Sound Engineer Bruce Swedien remixed this 91 times before finally settling on the final version). It is a magical song that he starts creatively. The silence that he creates before putting on his hat is exhilarating. In later performances if Michael is already with his hat ON, then the drums and bass guitar is silenced for a few minutes, only to restart at the exact time he puts it on. The Hat, single-glove, stone studded socks and the jacket are an integral part of the Billie Jean performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pump:&lt;/strong&gt; After putting his hat on, Michael does - what is called as - the 'pump'. Pump is a simple thrust of the abdomen. The artist is in a bent position and almost looks as if he is watching his crotch thrust out and in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swivel:&lt;/strong&gt; Michael's talent lies in telling the camera men (even if the show is not his) exactly where to position the camera and while dancing he is aware of the various poses he has to strike for those camera angles. If you see all his Billie Jean live performances (Munich 97 and Bucharest especially), camera angles (for viewing in giant screen) totally cranks up the level of his performance. The swivel typically has 3 poses and starts when the drums is accompanied by soft 'shakers'. The first move he does is lift his right leg up, points his finger and toe seemingly towards a person in the orchestra and pauses. This is Pose 1(you can now hear the 'shakers' do a 'chik-chik' sound). Then he swivels and points his right leg to the other side of the stage and points his finger/toe towards someone there. Then he strikes a couple of poses left and right - each with one leg straight and the other leg forming an R shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Throw the hat away:&lt;/strong&gt; Throwing the hat away is done in a very interesting fashion as it almost mimics the onset of a moonwalk. But is a fake. He crosses the legs first and spreads his hand out (I call it the 'no way dude' move) and then he crosses the leg other way to point in the direction he will eventually throw the hat. The way he throws the hat has changed over time. He essentially has two throws: the 'soft throw' that lets him pick it up later and then the inward throw to the crowds. The first throw is always the soft throw. Because he needs the hat for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The combing and the start:&lt;/strong&gt; He never starts singing with the hat on. So after the throw he pretends as if he is taking a comb out, combs his hair and keeps the comb back on his pocket. Don't get distracted by his hands. His legs are striking a pose, which is accentuated by where the cameras are placed. Then he briefly places his hands like a triangle on the crotch and starts singing "she was more like..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The song:&lt;/strong&gt; His movements are limited when he is actually singing. The song itself is sung in a mix of falsetto and his regular voice. In this song he introduces a brilliant 'hiccup' way of singing (which he repeats in every other album - 'man in the mirror' and 'who is it' are examples). You can see him do his usual stuff - 'legs sliding towards each other back/forth' and 'hands-in-my-pocket' thing. But he introduces two key moves which he will expand at the closing stages of the song. The 'spin' happens exactly before he sings &lt;em&gt;'the kid is not my son'&lt;/em&gt; (and again before &lt;em&gt;'do think twice'&lt;/em&gt;). He 'spins' and goes into that line. Then he does a bent robot move (which he did till his 'invincible' videos: see video 4 below for that). Here he bends down and moves his hands and face like a robot. This is a common move among African American dancers but he does it  with class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite 'singing move' is when he is really bent down with mike by his side (comes at 2:10 in video 1 below) and sort of does a mini sit-up while singing "on the floor ..". Another favorite moment of mine his jump before singing the chorus "Billie Jean". You haven't seen the moonwalk yet. And he is waiting for the end guitars to start before he shows you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Moonwalk Package (Spin, Moonwalk, Spin, and Toe Stand):&lt;/strong&gt; The moonwalk package of Billie Jean is stunning for people who have never seen anything like that before. His rhine-stone studded socks and his single glove (it is always one glove when it is Billie Jean) accentuates the slide of the moonwalk. Before the Moonwalk, he shouts  a 'hee' (to the left hand side crowd) and 'hoo' (to the right hand side crowd). Crosses his leg to mimic the 'hat throw', bends down and then does a full version of the 'spin'. He then lifts his pants raising them upward, strikes a pose and then begins the slide backwards. The backwards slide apart from giving you massive goose-pimples, almost makes you feel the floor is slippery or fluid. The camera angle makes a significant difference here. The high that you get from watching it done is wonderfully capped by a BIG 'spin' and a toe stand. The toe stand is so difficult that it is almost ridiculous that he even does it. Sometimes he can simply stand on his bent toes for like 3-4 seconds (if he is dancing only with his socks). In the Motown video below he doesn't really get the 'toe stand' right (he said later that he was very nervous about pulling it off) and so quits it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In almost every Billie Jean performance, he does a variation of the Moonwalk after the song ends. Sometimes he Moonwalks sideways (his face front and he moves towards the left - see 3rd video from 7th minute onwards) or does a stop-moonwalk. Where his hand is sort of showing a stop-signal to the front and he moves behind. His stay-in-the-same-place and moonwalk ( 2nd video, minute 6:53) is simply incredible. Blows your mind out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The End Dance:&lt;/strong&gt; His Billie Jean performances have changed over time and he began to put a lot of drama in taking out the trade mark single glove, hat and Jacket to whip up the frenzy. This makes your adrenalin pump up like crazy (see the 3rd video beginning). But he also extended the song's ending segment by having a dedicated dance sequence. If you see the second video below, which is his best Billie Jean performance so far: At exactly 6 minute 20 seconds he would reclaim his hat, pretend to clean it up and put on the hat. Then all the lights and other instruments would switch off. Its just drums and a spotlight. Your heart is beating fast not knowing what to expect. Here he would showcase all his newest and best dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Robo Revolve/Rotate:&lt;/strong&gt; This is my most favorite of all his dance moves. He introduced it as part of his Smooth Criminal song sequence in the movie 'Moon Walker' (He had done it once before in 1988 Grammy Awards). Sometimes tears flow if you try to imagine how he really does it. Here, in this move, he stays in a single spot and sort of revolves around himself (see minute 7:30 in Video 3). Its almost as if he splits into two people and one person does a break-dance revolution around the other stand-still person. It looks incredible provided you saw it from the correct camera angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video 1: The Legendary Motown Performance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8VASYhabHkM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8VASYhabHkM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video 2: Munich 97 Performance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgyLC1P22DI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgyLC1P22DI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video 3: The NewYork performance almost 20 years later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2nTSbHfJvk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2nTSbHfJvk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video 4: Music Awards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at minute 0.50 and 1.12 on his improvised Robot dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7MmEMrCRfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7MmEMrCRfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-5415950859939069702?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/gbipqBHLZq4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2005/06/michael-jackson.html"&gt;Older Post reviewing his book, life etc.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-6365737210294054547?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/4rM5E11XMjk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/6365737210294054547/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=6365737210294054547" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/6365737210294054547?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/6365737210294054547?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="i cannot believe it" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the god of music" /><title>Michael Jackson</title><content type="html">The world you lived in was too stupid to understand you. You are the last super star the world will ever see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cC1TTz2bMmM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cC1TTz2bMmM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-747919361623232651?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/xqoAo4CGYzI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/747919361623232651/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=747919361623232651" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/747919361623232651?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/747919361623232651?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/xqoAo4CGYzI/michael-jackson.html" title="Michael Jackson" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMMSXY9eSp7ImA9WxJWGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-7141040996637127370</id><published>2009-06-23T23:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:01:28.861-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T14:01:28.861-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby mania" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="babies r us" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reproducers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="my boys can swim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby boomers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DesiPundit" /><title>My Boys Can Swim</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Pregnancy is 3rd most common symptom of indian marriages. Right after 'thalai deepavali dowry' and 'porn free computers'. Inspite of that there is no clearly defined rule on who can have a baby. Let me tell you this: if there existed a baby world unto itself and if the inhabitant babies ever had an unanimous opinion on who the villain of that world was - that M.N.Nambiar would undoubtedly be me. Bachelors feel smug and superior when they see parents manage crying babies. Especially those who manage crying children on airplanes. Nobody wants to sit next to &lt;em&gt;them.&lt;/em&gt; I constantly gave them dirty looks. They were species who had to pack 700 thousand things if they had to leave the house. They couldn't just take their keys and walk out. Every time they left the house, even if it was to see a neighbor down the block, these parents had to carry 6 different bags with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a college going teenager I formed anti-children societies, where we held "dharna-porattams" against children who (a) made lot of noise, (b) cried too much and (c) broke stuff that belonged to others. In the US, desi children are glued to the parents - almost inseparable. Unlike India, parents can't leave these children @ home and go to (a) a movie, (b) a party or (c) to a friend's house. So now you have noisy movie halls and public gatherings with wailing children. I squarely blamed parents when they didn't shut their child's mouth if the noise it made drowned cricket commentary (or) if the parents were oblivious to the fact that their child was trying to tear off my MJ poster. They wouldn't shut the child down but instead hold a conversation with them that went like &lt;em&gt;"no! Akyutesh! please don't do that"&lt;/em&gt;. You are thinking to yourself &lt;em&gt;"what akyutesh needs is a sound slap"&lt;/em&gt;. The thing these parents don't get is: Akyutesh is not interested in the conversation. He probably does not understand what the parents are saying anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point children could instantly sense my hostility just by being around me. A rumbling tumbling happy baby would stop doing all its gurgling noise in my presence, stare at me for a while and quickly start wailing. They too - like many would-be parents - go through pre-birth trainings with other expectant foetus(es(es)). There they have been trained to sense anti-babyists like me. Given all this - anti-babyists still produce children. For no reason at all. I don't know what brainwashing people go through to move from being a anti-babyist to a procreator. It is like you make fun of old people but go on to become old yourself. Here are a few top N reasons to have a baby that I made up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Maybe people want to play god and so stop mid-marriage and say, &lt;em&gt;"you know what? Let us create more human beings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/em&gt;Maybe it is naricissm turned sideways&lt;em&gt; "I need to show love to someone. I have this compelling urge to be selfless. It will look odd if I make cho-chweet remarks to myself and praise myself to the sky. So lets create another human being just like me and love/praise the heck out of him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/em&gt;Maybe its plain selfishness&lt;em&gt; "who will take care of me when I am 90 and senile? Besides, we don't like the people we meet. We really need to be making our own kind of people." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Maybe its like getting promoted from 8th standard to 9th standard. You go from bachelor to married and then to fatherhood as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Maybe they want to show off that they are having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some married couples pretend as if they are considering several hundred options and one teeny-weeny option among that is to have a baby - somewhere down in the future. &lt;em&gt;"I am thinking of whether or not to have a baby"&lt;/em&gt; - they say. And they kid us. Statistics tell us that they are going to have a baby at some point in time. However, it is considered good social status if you pretend to ignore it. Some even peethify - &lt;em&gt;"having babies is not my lifestyle ..man". &lt;/em&gt;And you are thinking &lt;em&gt;"mudraa vennai"&lt;/em&gt; because such peela masters have a baby earlier than others. On the other end of the spectrum some couple do a thing - which my periappa calls - &lt;em&gt;"hit a century before lunch"&lt;/em&gt;. Those who do that are the butt of all jokes. They are really in soup with their friends. You could have retarded, dumb, comatose friends who cannot add 2 and 3 without a calculator but they still would be capable of doing lightning speed calculation to find out if you had a baby before your first wedding anniversary. Regardless of where people are in the spectrum, somewhere down the line married people have a pause in the conversation and just to break the silence one or the other says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: &lt;em&gt;"you know what.. we should be a couple with a baby"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She: &lt;em&gt;"you mean ...parents!"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He: &lt;em&gt;"no .. no..no _couples_ the kind who travel a lot and still have fun but also have a 3rd person in the house"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: &lt;em&gt;"you mean parents.. who travel to grocery stores and pediatric clinics"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He: &lt;em&gt;"no..no no.. that is not it..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So two people decide to manufacture babies just the way Toyota manufactures cars or the way Intel manufactures micro chips. The good thing going on in human being's favor is that you don't have to write up a project plan, secure funding, commit resources and work for 30 months to manufacture other human beings. Imagine this - if nature's requirement to have a baby was that a man and a woman had to put their hands into a bunch of earth worms, take goo out and put the goo between two metal rods and beat the rod to pulp for 6 months. If that is how we reproduced, humans would have become extinct long ago. The way it is currently arranged - having a baby is very easy for the woman. The woman gets to do the fun part of puking for 9 months, mutating for 9 hours and running behind the younglings for another 20 years. It is, however, slightly difficult for the man. The man has to have sex, which is a terrible thing. Because men hate sex. Its the last thing they want to do. They spend all their teenage years trying to avoid sex. The only reason they agree to have sex for the purposes of procreating is - as my grandma says &lt;em&gt;"edho aanju rendukku pazhuthu illai"&lt;/em&gt; - because it is at least better than pulling goo out of earthworms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-7141040996637127370?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/RZYg0hzU1hI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/7141040996637127370/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=7141040996637127370" title="36 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/7141040996637127370?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/7141040996637127370?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/RZYg0hzU1hI/my-boys-can-swim.html" title="My Boys Can Swim" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">36</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-boys-can-swim.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcBRn8-eyp7ImA9WxJWFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-6732901659168085516</id><published>2009-06-19T16:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:24:17.153-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-19T16:24:17.153-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="if i make $ monetizing bad luck is it really bad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="C" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lightning strikes everyday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="win-win" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short vaa vaa'ngudhu stock po po'ngudhu" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="if i predict downfall will i jinx it" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="onnume puriyaliye" /><title>LSE Prediction</title><content type="html">NYSE:C price will go down dramatically next week. I wouldn't be surprised if it traded between 2.6 - 2.9 next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S1: I am trying to monetize my LSE super powers.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: This post caters to popular demand by people I know. They have asked me to publish the stocks I buy (they prefer CNBC does a newsflash on my purchases) so that they can either (a) short it or (b) not buy now but wait for it to go down instead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-6732901659168085516?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/k7qnJdsNbMg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/6732901659168085516/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=6732901659168085516" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/6732901659168085516?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/6732901659168085516?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/k7qnJdsNbMg/lse-prediction.html" title="LSE Prediction" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/06/lse-prediction.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEHRn8-fSp7ImA9WxJWEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-2572671949863041493</id><published>2009-06-15T13:39:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:03:57.155-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-15T15:03:57.155-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kobayashi maru" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mendel is mental" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cricket" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="battingum varalai bowlingum varalai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sondha kadhai soga kadhai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DesiPundit" /><title>The Kobayashi Maru Test</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, after last game's heroics I finally got back my opening slot, walked out with &lt;a href="http://mendelismental.blogspot.com/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;guy to open the batting. Let me tell you - walking out to open the innings with a 19 year old isn't what it used to be 10 years ago. My entire team was looking at him feeling very defensive about their respective ages. A couple of people were deeply hurt that the world was still making 19 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;. They would say &lt;em&gt;"what.... you are 19" &lt;/em&gt;and look around shocked. We probably made him feel that his &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;youngness&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; was a sin and a very offensive one at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happens to a person when they walk out to bat. People tend to be nervous and so out of breath that it almost feels they are walking to the gallows instead of a game of cricket. Walking to the crease with 11 eyes watching you, taking guard, standing and actually being able to spot the ball rushing towards you seems like the most scariest thing in the world. It seems so easy in the nets but a completely different experience in a match. Its like presenting in front of a few people or giving a speech at your school assembly (which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' scary). Opening the innings is probably as tough as it is made out to be. After a few failures one thinks to self that maybe - I am an opener because I want to be a good opener - rather than the more preferred - I am an opener because I am built to be a good opener. One feeds the other but once you start thinking like that it can ruin things a little bit. I have argued both sides on mental ability Vs talent. And this where I think being (relatively) comfortable with fear is a key mental skill that cannot be underestimated in any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sphere&lt;/span&gt; of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I was the new guy in the team, so this South African opening partner (who looked like Hudson with a moustache) asked me to go face the first ball. Now if there is something more scarier than opening the innings - it is &lt;em&gt;facing the first ball&lt;/em&gt;. It is the unfortunate new guy or the person who can't say "no" who gets to do &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. I do not know if there is any real psychological advantage of being a non-striker and getting to see a few balls being bowled before taking strike. But the perception of such an advantage is powerful and very popular. When I started opening for the very first time I'd insist that I be the non-striker. From last year onwards, I simply asked my partner to pick his preference and then do the other thing. This time however, I selfishly asked poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Niyantha&lt;/span&gt; to take first strike and he manfully did the task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Division B cricket in the US is never a tough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;division&lt;/span&gt;. Most teams have one good bowler and then 3-4 others who can roll their arm over. So if you saw the opening spell off the only person who can get you out was &lt;em&gt;you. &lt;/em&gt;And people who could stop their alter-egos from going for cross-batted heave across the line typically did well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Niyantha&lt;/span&gt; faced a bowler who was clearly moving the ball away. He pitched at 2/3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rds&lt;/span&gt; length and it would move away at about shoulder height. The bowler I faced had just one good ball - the attempted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;"in-swinging&lt;/span&gt;" "yorker" at gentle pace. It is made a difficult ball to play only because you are new to the crease, cannot sight the ball and are nervous as hell. The other variation he bowled was &lt;em&gt;the wide ball&lt;/em&gt;. With the heart thumping and brain not wanting to focus I was barely seeing the ball and sometimes was relieved that it hit my bat because it happened to travel in the direction where I poked my bat out. Typically teams all over the world have 3 or 4 default sledges that they repeat like a parrot everywhere. They shout &lt;em&gt;"batsman has no clue. no clue at all"&lt;/em&gt; or something like&lt;em&gt; "he wants to give his wicket away. let us help him" &lt;/em&gt;with the hope that you hear them and get that into your head. It works surprisingly well and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why people keep saying that again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Niyantha&lt;/span&gt; fished outside off and got beaten. The very next ball he was tempted to go for a cover drive, was late and edged to slips. Felt very sorry for him. But he is very talented and am sure he will do well this season. Next over the new batsman faces this in-swinging yorker guy. I pleaded to this batsman that he should not play across the line, which he duly did play and top edged a catch to mid-wicket. Next batter walks-in and is warned by the outgoing batsman and me that the bowler really knows to bowl just one ball and a "non-straight bat" response would mean that he'd hit if we miss. He too plays across to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;in-swinging&lt;/span&gt; yorker and is LBW first ball. So we are 3 down for 30 or so. The #5 batsman and I shut shop and defend like there is no tomorrow. Over time the ball's visibility gets better and I can actually see it hit my bat. Then comes the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; over and the last over of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;in-swinger's&lt;/span&gt; spell. The non-striker and I decide that we are going to ultra-defend until the 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; over. Now I am standing a foot outside the crease to counter the swing. That makes this bowler's delivery a rank full toss. I can't resist. I heave across the line, miss, get hit on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;back-foot&lt;/span&gt;. LBW. 10 overs of defending comes to a naught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost the opening bowling spot, again, as a result of last week's heroics. We pretty much sucked and gave the game away soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Niyantha&lt;/span&gt;, was our best bowler and as I keep telling him he has an exact replica of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Kumara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Dharmasena's&lt;/span&gt; action. The day ended with a terrible defeat to a team with as vile a name as &lt;em&gt;"Chuck De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Oregons&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-2572671949863041493?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/326JHRiwBoQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/2572671949863041493/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=2572671949863041493" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/2572671949863041493?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/2572671949863041493?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/326JHRiwBoQ/kobayashi-maru-test.html" title="The Kobayashi Maru Test" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/06/kobayashi-maru-test.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEACQ3k8fip7ImA9WxJXGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-3173930939824882173</id><published>2009-06-12T19:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:32:42.776-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-12T21:32:42.776-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="i am going to change my blog's direction" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bloggers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="simple pleasures of life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lightning strikes everyday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="things you do in life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story of my life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="entertainment" /><title>Lightning Strikes Everyday</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the first time since I started this blog, I thought 'why not mention this blog's birthday?'. When actress 'Jil jil rani' can celeberate the birthday of her 'naikutti' I guess this blog's birthday should be accorded some respect. Its been quite a ride - these 5 years. We've shared some laughs, some controversies, made friends, irritated quite a few people, nakkal adichified everybody you can think of and in general behaved like a 5-year-old (which is very precocious because the blog just turned 5). Looking back it all started on a Friday afternoon on June 11th. I always look back at that phase with some fondness. Things were changing rapidly then. Doing life changing stuff or going after something doesn't happen as often as we think it does. So that time was exciting. I was buried in b-school essays + IIM prep + a few other things. And was caught as a slave in a project that felt like a mental hospital at times. Then I got engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one afternoon I had a conversation with a colleague that resembled something like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kmv5MB52Wn4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kmv5MB52Wn4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation I'd have several times with several different people. I was especially pissed off about the cruelty of the 400 word limit on Harvard essays. I was so freaking bummed with the conciseness requirement of all the b-school essays that my night's sleep was consumed by an infinite loop of dreams where I was optimizing sentences in a &lt;em&gt;'olai chuvadi'&lt;/em&gt;. So the conversation then led to several other opinions about my dissatisfaction with life in general and the disagreements that I had with people who inhabited it. We talked about the general distrust over people who claimed to be "experts" and kept ridiculing one particular guy who smugly kept predicting the future (of the project). &lt;em&gt;"Start a blog. You are PGW fan. Cut and paste shit from his novels"&lt;/em&gt; said this colleague. I knew what a blog was and followed some blogs. But I left saying "no dude". My virtual world interaction ended with 'carnatic raagas in film music' or the 'ARR Vs IR' section of tfm forums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later that evening I thought about it and in peak 'raahugalam' started this blog. I was tired of 400 word limits, experts, and 'i will tell you how to $1Million in stocks' guides. I wanted a place where I could just run amok. Some people drank alcohol, some smoked cigarettes, some chewed bubble gums and I wrote a blog. It wasn't something I leaned on but it was an excellent distraction from the ridiculousness I had to encounter everyday. So for the first few years the blog was a hiding place where I could write about stuff that had nothing to do with the main thing going on in my life at that time. Later it became a test-bed to try out new pet opinions and theories. Sometimes it served to ventilate. But it wasn't hard to write these posts. I finished most posts in about 20 minutes. Didn't think much about it later. I guess you don't need a lot of time to state the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years have gone by and I still wonder about the title I chose that Friday evening. In case you forgot, I am still thinking about &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kmv5MB52Wn4"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (many many years before this movie got released mind you). Like when I was all set to submit my Harvard application a few hours before deadline and the internet stopped working once I hit submit - &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt;. Or like last week where almost a year after the previous attempt, I tried to print out some page recently. It was just two pages, I didn't need them in a hurry and they were unimportant - so I thought the gods would not strike me down for this. 2 hours later it became an ego contest and I had clicked the print out dialog box for the 1000th time. Everybody around me came to the printer, collected their papers and left. It was just disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does an odd person communicate an oddity to the outside world - especially if it is to do with little insignificant things? The first time I mentioned all my little idiosyncrasies, fears and doubts to my roommates in TOSU (if Major Major Mohandass was still lurking around he would not find the &lt;em&gt;"what if the plane fell into the ocean but you find yourself alive and unable to swim" or "who will pay for the student loan then"&lt;/em&gt; question funny now) they thought I should be put under observation. Maybe they are right. Maybe not. I can tell you the exact day I first began to realized this power of randomness over me. Things that I don't have control over scare me slightly but what scares me the most are (a) things that I think I control but I really don't (never did) (b) Things that are important to my life but I am not even aware it is important (I don't know what I don't know) (c) Things I should be controlling (which every body else can control easily) but I cannot. I continue to live under the fear that something completely random or unexpected would happen and screw me out of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tell you every time something has gone wrong it has gone wrong because of "safe bets". From job interviews, stock quotes, exams, applications, and networking events things that people (the idiots) have advised me as &lt;em&gt;"good options" "high percentage play"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;"safe option" &lt;/em&gt;have all gone wrong. I have lost trust in anybody who claims to know stuff. Any stuff. I really have lost that trust. Probably that is why I look at these Obama (or any political person) worshipping bloggers with cynicism. Because people really don't know what he (or anybody else) is even planning to do or capable of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget bloggers - they are silly people. Take any person expressing an opinion with conviction. The conviction of his opinion is inversely proportional to the number of questions you ask that drill down to the details of that opinion. Every time someone says things like &lt;em&gt;"I am real estate agent so I know current prices will increase in the future" - "I am an ICICI bank mutual fund investor I can double your money in 3 years" "i am trader so I can help you with stocks" or "I am an travel agent I can help you book tickets to India"&lt;/em&gt; - I think they are criminals looking to cheat me. I have stopped booking tickets to India. I normally am not present in the same room when someone is booking my ticket to India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that lightning never strikes a man twice. Apparently the probability of that happening is very low. They are wrong. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kmv5MB52Wn4"&gt;Did I ever tell you I get struck by lightning everyday?&lt;/a&gt; Which is why I wonder. About randomness and about life. And so view life from a confused perspective of an outsider. And hopefully this confusion has been clearly reflected in this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-3173930939824882173?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/_wl34Nh3q5I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/3173930939824882173/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=3173930939824882173" title="18 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/3173930939824882173?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/3173930939824882173?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/_wl34Nh3q5I/lightning-strikes-everyday.html" title="Lightning Strikes Everyday" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">18</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/06/lightning-strikes-everyday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcCRH48fip7ImA9WxJXFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-1115721241912504590</id><published>2009-06-07T05:34:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:41:05.076-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-07T14:41:05.076-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hollywood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="live long and prosper" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="james t kirk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="leonard nimoy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="star trek" /><title>Star Trek</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most people are children at heart. Kids often ask their parents to tell the same story again and again and they love it when the parent embellishes the story with new details, new subplots, prequels and so on. Hollywood is like that master story teller and tells us the same story in many different ways. Batman, Superman, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;, James Bond has been rebooted so why not Star Trek? The reboot of Star Trek is a delight for fans of first generation and hopefully should be fascinating for newcomers. This movie steers clear of all the mistakes that the first ever Star Trek movie did (no content but too much hype) and gets to the action straight away. One can almost compare this to the 'Wrath of Khan'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been considerable effort to reference many of past Star Trek dialogs and character profiles. Spock also quotes Sherlock Holmes again &lt;em&gt;"When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”&lt;/em&gt; When the movie begins the first sound you hear are those small tweet sounds from the original Star Trek. That in itself gave me goose pimples. And then the references continue almost every other scene. When Shatner played Kirk, he had several episodes where he'd cheat death and always go for the win-win option. This trait has been referenced here. The Kobayashi Maru test is shown in the movie the way Kirk described it happen in "Wrath of Khan" (while eating an apple). Dr. McCoy's famous line "I am doctor not an X" (where X != Doctor) already has a count of like 4 or 5. Captain Christopher Pike is here and has a plot that neatly fits in with his eventual fate that will (has already) happen(ed). Leonard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nimoy&lt;/span&gt; makes his customary appearance. Several (really really lot of) inside jokes exist which is bound to keep a Star Trek fan completely interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot in itself is interesting as most time travel conundrums tend to be. And needless to say this movie does leave a few gaping logical holes that is congenital with time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;travel stories&lt;/span&gt; logic. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; also leaves some open ended questions and a revolting romance between Spock and Lt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Uhura&lt;/span&gt; that should really be quickly terminated. The plot: Nero, played by Eric &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bana&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Romulan&lt;/span&gt; is back in time to avenge Spock's error of not saving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Romulus&lt;/span&gt; from a supernova. His time travel alters the life course of Kirk's father, James Kirk himself, the younger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;spock&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;spock's&lt;/span&gt; mom (my dream woman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wynona&lt;/span&gt; Ryder plays Spock's mom) and the rest of the cast. The resulting time conundrums and complexities are very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie certainly has a creative (a master stroke really) way of restarting a series with the time-travel/time-altered history of the all the main characters and re-introduces familiar characters who now face a different future. It also does the James Bond reboot thing of doing the customary title introduction "space the final frontier.." in the end (and Spock curiously says "where no &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; has gone before"  instead of &lt;em&gt;"no &lt;strong&gt;man&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; just to be politically correct). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Rodenberry's&lt;/span&gt; Star Trek wasn't simply about finding new life or new civilizations. It was about finding the true human nature when in strange worlds and civilizations. This movie focuses on character descriptions of the crew a little too much for comfort. Star Trek ain't about that. Its about complex stories and plot situations that essentially tests the human nature of the crew and the captain. In this movie the plot is just an excuse to reaquaint with long lost TV friends, which is good but it better stop with this movie. Hopefully J.J. Abrams will remember this theme as it starts a new series of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommend this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s: I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I failed to catch it before it left the theaters but a midnight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;IMAX&lt;/span&gt; show saved me from missing this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-1115721241912504590?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/bvoxZoqS71U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/1115721241912504590/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=1115721241912504590" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1115721241912504590?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1115721241912504590?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/bvoxZoqS71U/star-trek.html" title="Star Trek" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/06/star-trek.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEAR3s5eSp7ImA9WxJXEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-1934152546917966234</id><published>2009-06-05T03:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:57:26.521-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-05T03:57:26.521-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="8 hours on the sun causes unbelievable body pain" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cricket" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NWCA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gaaji" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="every dog has its day" /><title>Kiriket</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since I had my most eventful day in the last 1 year of cricket in Seattle, I decided that I should write about it. Also because - sadly - if I don't no one else will. Really had to blog this &lt;em&gt;'bayangara'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; change in fortunes over a short period of time w.r.t my cricket life last weekend. Unexpectedly, I opened the bowling for my team. However, getting to know this after the toss and seconds before we walked into the field kinda messed up my mind. Usually I bowl first change. So when the captain looks at me and does his shoulder wiggle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thingie&lt;/span&gt; (that somehow has come to mean "warm up you are in next") I begin to visualize where I'll pitch the ball and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-determinedly" mug-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adichufy&lt;/span&gt; what to do when I get to my run-up. This way when while bowling I am not really thinking but simply executing. Keeps everything clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I nervously said "right arm over" to the umpire, went to the top of my run up with a shining new red "cherry" and then ....was momentarily confused. There was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leftie&lt;/span&gt; on strike. Its not as if this was the first time I'd be bowling to a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lottai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but somehow not knowing it beforehand made me pause because (a) am confused (b) was already nervous about opening the bowling. After some thought call to the umpire and said "around" knowing fully well that I hadn't bowled around in the last year or so. Then went on to bowl 7 consecutive wides. Sometimes you never know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; happens to you when you lose confidence mid-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;runup&lt;/span&gt;. Especially if you are used to the habit of deciding where to *try* and pitch the ball before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;runup&lt;/span&gt; and then execute it. Poor confidence meant that I was confused about where to pitch it until delivery. While bowling my 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wide I was actually thinking &lt;em&gt;"I have no idea where this is going to land"&lt;/em&gt; at delivery stride. So gave away 12 runs for the first over. I was prepared to not be asked to bowl again and went and stood sulking @ gully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was until I caught a total blinder next over. Batsman slashes at a wide ball and it screams to gully. I jump and grab it one handed. If I was given 5 more seconds to think about it I would have dropped it but strangely not been given enough time, in this instance, worked to my favor. That momentary 'undo' on my pathetic bowling performance gave me another over. Then I went on to bowl 5 overs, 4 maidens and squeezed out a wicket. 6-4-13-1 looked awesome now. Was removed from attack and brought back for the 38&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; over. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pahisthaani&lt;/span&gt; left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hander&lt;/span&gt; was still around batting at 110 or so. I gave 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sixers&lt;/span&gt; in the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; over and 2 more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sixers&lt;/span&gt; plus a four in the last over. And was brought back to earth. 8-4-41-2 wasn't going to retain my opening bowling spot. Strangely there used to be a time when playing against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pagisthan&lt;/span&gt; type teams pumped me up but that day I just dropped my pants and bent over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing 237 in 40 overs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; easy. During lunch captain looks at me and says 1-drop. I get all excited. Last year, I got into the team as an opener &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;peethifying&lt;/span&gt; that I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sachin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Tendulkar&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Palayamkottai&lt;/span&gt; but ended up being demoted due to poor performances. After scraping around the bottom of the batting order all last year, I finally got opportunity-part &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;deux&lt;/span&gt;. I go in at 20/1. I again mentally prepare to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dokku&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;vechufy&lt;/span&gt; for 2-3 overs before even thinking of scoring. Third ball I face, the bowler drops it short, I go back and pull over mid-wicket for 4. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Bayangara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;sandosham&lt;/span&gt; and confidence happens and resulting adrenalin makes me give the '36 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mottaigalin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;attagasangal&lt;/span&gt;' kind of batting performance. 40 scored of 43 balls: 7 boundaries. Finally got out when team was 101/2. Checked my shot in the last minute while going after a off-side full toss and dragged the ball back to the stumps. We ended up losing by 50 runs. But on the bright side &lt;em&gt;"hope are there mama"&lt;/em&gt; that I will be batting higher up the order next game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Orrey&lt;/span&gt; the looking forward to this season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-1934152546917966234?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/Cwvg0GL_ejk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/1934152546917966234/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=1934152546917966234" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1934152546917966234?v=2" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="perspectives" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="power of faith" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="people i can never be" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life is fascinating" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="some people are programmed that way" /><title>Some things in life are fascinating</title><content type="html">Like the last 3 seconds of the video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QQBdvkkNPc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QQBdvkkNPc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Script:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case folks are interested in seeing the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MyTCVygANZQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MyTCVygANZQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-6570418548242162752?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/Apo_lNuPR1U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" 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xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-things-in-life-are-fascinating.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQDRnc9eSp7ImA9WxJQF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-1440539111912165674</id><published>2009-05-30T12:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:19:37.961-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-30T12:19:37.961-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the tonight show" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jay leno" /><title>Change of Guard</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Watched the last episode of Jay Leno in Tonight Show with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;senti&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. There is nothing new to say about this show as most of the trivia around it has already appeared in the press several times over. 17 years is quite a long time. When I began to follow this show a decade ago, I could rarely manage to stay awake until The Tonight Show aired, however the age of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; made things a little bit easier.  Tonight Show is like a "Friends" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; - Not super high quality humor but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;time pass&lt;/span&gt; stuff that made you go to sleep in a pleasant way. I really thought that the "&lt;em&gt;Best Of Jay Walking"&lt;/em&gt; didn't really reflect the Best of Jay Walking. There were much better stuff that could have been shown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Respect for Conan O Brien mainly arises from the fact that he wrote for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;. It should be interesting to see his take on the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-1440539111912165674?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/CIKun44tWA4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/1440539111912165674/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=1440539111912165674" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1440539111912165674?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/1440539111912165674?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/CIKun44tWA4/change-of-guard.html" title="Change of Guard" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/05/change-of-guard.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcGRX49fCp7ImA9WxJQFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-6321715452022699962</id><published>2009-05-29T22:51:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:40:24.064-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-30T01:40:24.064-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="indians are nerds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="idhukku beach'la sundal vikkalam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="herd mentality" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children who roll up beedis are better" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="generation of tax accountants" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clerk buddhi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tahsildar office pune aaga dhaan layakku" /><title>Aattu Mandhai</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There used to be this really funny proverb said by Gandhi that appeared in first page of &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; school text book (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CBSE&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Matric&lt;/span&gt; - I forget). It went like &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; you are sad, bummed, screwed think of the poorest, most wretched, dirtiest, eating crap from the bottom of the garbage bin, starved out dude you have ever seen and you will notice that your problems strangely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt; because of the superiority complex you get as a result of looking down upon the poor."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I ever suck as a parent, at least I can look at &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/05/29/us.spelling.bee/index.html"&gt;parents of spelling bee contestants &lt;/a&gt;and people who think of them as role models and get the required &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;superiority&lt;/span&gt; complex. If you grew up categorizing such things as &lt;em&gt;"typical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PSBB&lt;/span&gt; school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;buddhi&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; it almost feels as if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PSBB&lt;/span&gt; school was made into a country and renamed as "Spelling Bee America". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-6321715452022699962?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/3dxa0FdRSiM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/6321715452022699962/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=6321715452022699962" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/6321715452022699962?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/6321715452022699962?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/3dxa0FdRSiM/aattu-mandhai.html" title="Aattu Mandhai" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/05/aattu-mandhai.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIBRnw_eip7ImA9WxJQFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-4069367502903304934</id><published>2009-05-28T12:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:32:37.242-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-28T19:32:37.242-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="search engine" /><title>Bing</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.bing.com/"&gt;Bing &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; Decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/epicenter/2009/05/microsofts-bing-hides-its-best-features/"&gt;Wired Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With Bing, Microsoft has shown that it understands that different kinds of searches require different kinds of answers and interfaces. They’ve shown too they understand that a search is often only the beginning of a decision such as what Indian restaurant to try or what kind type and model of water filter is best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.cnet.com/8301-17939_109-10251432-2.html"&gt;CNET Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a solid improvement over the previous search product, and it beats Google in important areas. It will help Microsoft gain share in the search business. It's surprisingly competitive with Google. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Google keeps improving in the area of in-search collation and display as well, but Bing makes Google look complacent, and that's not good for Google. For the moment, Bing's on top in this game. Try this search engine. I do not think you will regret it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-4069367502903304934?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/DdTRnmWJvng" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/4069367502903304934/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=4069367502903304934" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/4069367502903304934?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/4069367502903304934?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/DdTRnmWJvng/bing.html" title="Bing" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/05/bing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUNQXo8cCp7ImA9WxJRGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-5336632932930108476</id><published>2009-05-20T11:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:28:10.478-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-20T11:28:10.478-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="babies r us" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kollaikaara pasanga" /><title>Babies R Us</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A shop that has perfected the art of relieving gullible parents of their money. First time parents are so excited about having a kid that they want the kid to have best of everything and want to shower total love on the kid. Such love inebriated parents  quantify this "love" into enormous sums of money and give it all to "Babies R Us". Showing love is buying either (a) useless stuff or (b) expensive stuff that is otherwise available for half the cost in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7278237-5336632932930108476?l=hawkeyeview.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~4/Ic1_8vu_AZY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/feeds/5336632932930108476/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7278237&amp;postID=5336632932930108476" title="30 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/5336632932930108476?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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suktham" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thaayar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maha lakshmi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lakshmi" /><title>Hiranmayeem Lakshmi</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.prapatti.com/slokas/english/sriisuuktam.pdf"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sri Sooktham&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M81Ud6VJTwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M81Ud6VJTwI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Various renderings of Muthuswami Deekshithar's Hiranmayeem in 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href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/bDq0ttLBCEg/hiranmayeem.html" title="Hiranmayeem Lakshmi" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiranmayeem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04CSHw8cCp7ImA9WxJREUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-3820983272897648899</id><published>2009-05-12T00:41:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:32:49.278-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-12T12:32:49.278-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="carnatic music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tfm page days" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="good songs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nattai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tamil film songs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="margazhi thingal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mahaganapathim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chennai senthamizh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jagadanandakaraka" /><title>Nattai</title><content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naattai: This is an offshoot of Chala Naattai, which means it takes some notes of Chala Nattai, as a result of which it sounds similar to Chala Nattai in some prayogams... As with most janya ragas, there are 2 views regarding the scale of this raga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One being, Sa Ri3 Ga3 Ma1 Pa Dha3 Ni3 Sa&lt;br /&gt;Av: Sa Ni3 Pa Ma1 Ri3 Ga3 Ma1 Ri3 Sa&lt;br /&gt;and the other:&lt;br /&gt;Sa Ga3 Ma1 Pa Ni3 Sa -Sa Ni3 Pa Ma1 Ri3 Ga3 Ma1 Ri3 Sa&lt;br /&gt;"Ri3 Ga3 Ma1 Ri3 Sa" is the most important prayogam for Naattai.. This and the absence of Dha3 in the avarohanam (descending) scale should be enough to distinguish Naattai from Chala Naattai. Maha Ganapathim is a popular song in this raga. &lt;a href="http://tfmpage.com/forum/archives/24669.ros.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maha Ganapathim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SUUrOVJVcbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SUUrOVJVcbs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chennai Senthamizh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Narumugaiye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aDEAWlIOF08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aDEAWlIOF08&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jagadanandakaraka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jgdec3tqWas&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278237/posts/default/3820983272897648899?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hawkeyeview/~3/bGdt6jR6Ypk/nattai.html" title="Nattai" /><author><name>Hawkeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10761232960391758109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17488591181487733929" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hawkeyeview.blogspot.com/2009/05/nattai.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIMQng7eSp7ImA9WxJSFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278237.post-5304734191049593513</id><published>2009-05-03T02:30:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T01:26:23.601-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-06T01:26:23.601-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thiru kanna amudhu" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="satru amudhu" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="simple pleasures of life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gadorgaja" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wish list" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="i can only wish for it can't eat it" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ranga rao" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DesiPundit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="akkaravadisal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="great food" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Worshipping Ghatothgaja</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you prayed for the best meal you could ever have? Ever wish for a feast of a lifetime? In between the mundane’ness of meetings and rigor of daily work schedule, I have been getting these hallucinations of great dishes appearing and disappearing right before my eyes. Things have become so bad that I decided to sit down and make that list. A list that comprises my wish list for the best meal ever. And just to be clear the scope of the meal is limited to a range. The lower limit or starting point is that of a good feast and the upper limit tends towards a marriage lunch/dinner level extravagance. This is with an intention to keep it all real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before we get into the list, some philosophizings. Elders often rebuke us for praying to god only when the going gets tough. &lt;em&gt;"Aha! so you think of god only when you need him, only when it is convenient".&lt;/em&gt; They are right for wrong reasons. They should be saying &lt;em&gt;"only when it is &lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt;convenient". &lt;/em&gt;And that brings us to this post's central topic. When things are inconvenient, our prayers are focused. We ask for one single thing to solve the immediate problem and forget to ask for many beautiful things that are far more important. For example - we don't pray for Extra Ghee Special Roast Masala Dosai the day before the last campus interview of our college life. It is the author's firm belief that one should - occasionally - pray for simple pleasures of life. I also think we are praying to the wrong gods. For example, if I wanted a sumptuous meal, asking Lord Rama for it is not a smart plan. I will get an austere meal that will make me wonder why I love food in the first place. Lord Nrihasimha on the other hand might end up feeding my small intestine with somebody else's small intestine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gadorgajha announced himself, he was unsubtle and direct. He was about food. He was going to get it no matter what. He was in a Bazaar and he sang about food. And I pray to him. I get up everyday and list my favorite meal to him. More importantly I advertise it to everybody I know so that when people invite me they know what to feed me. I will walk into people's house with the same swagger that S.V. Ranga Rao shows in the song below. Probably laugh even louder and sit down. A song will be there in the heart. I may not actually sing aloud a glorious song like the one Ranga Rao sings. His song became an iconic song in thamizh/telugu cinema, crossed over generations and ensured that songs inspired by food are better than those inspired by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, the meal has to be served in banana leaf. And I will devour it with my bare hands. I may struggle with the rasam. Rasam is like the free spirit, it wants to run away from the rice and so quickly finds a way out of the banana leaf. One has to do the tedious job of ring fencing it with barracks of vegetable, kootu and rice. And the further protect the boundaries by folding the edges of banana leaf. Inspite of all this banana leaf rocks. And that is how I want my food. I want the sliced banana with sugar smeared on it as the first item in my leaf. No one knows why that is the first item but it is good and I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we really don't know what "Angaara" bajji and "singaara/junthaara" sojji is that Ranga Rao is raving about. We will skip that. Tomato soup, masala pappad, masala kadalai and roasted cauliflower, and vegetable spring rolls will kick start the appetizers section. Vadai should be crowned as the prince of appetizers. Both sambar vadai and thayir vadai. A touch of onion sprinkled over sambar vadai and boondi sprinkled over thayir vadai is what is required to get a good meal on its foot and running. Tiffin follows next. And let us be a little shy here as we want to save space for the main course. Ranga Rao suggest Poori/Kizhangu and let us allow for that. But beyond that we really want to see a full ghee roast masala dosai. People must really try this in marriage reception dinner. It works well. Rounding this off with onion utthappam should be okay. Now we move on to the vegetables section. Potato is as important as water here. Roast potato that glistens with oil is what we are looking for. Kothavaranga Paruppu Usiyal comes next. It is an amazing dish and one can write several poems about it (which I'll save for a separate post). Seppan Kizhangu, Aveeyal, cabbage kootu and roast vendaikka (okra/ladies finger) follows. These vegetables should surround the banana leaf like palm trees stand around the kerala coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the rice dishes. Two varieties of kuzhambu is what we are looking for here. 'Aaraichu vitta' Onion sambaar is key. We all know that. So let us not dwell on the obvious. We also need onion vattha kuzhambu as an alternative. This vattha kuzhambu must have boiled peanuts in it. Very important. Then you have Puliyodharai (boiled peanuts here too), thengai saadham (more peanuts), bisi bela bath (cashews baked in it. yes thank you!) and vegetable pulav that acts as the interval between the two main rice dishes (sambar &amp;amp; rasam). We certainly need raitha (onion and capsicum), chips (nenthrangai &amp;amp; potato), and appalam as side dishes for these. Then comes Rasam or as the iyengars call it (pazha)-saatru-amudhu. Tomato rasam pazha-saaru is the amudhu under question here and we want loads of it. This essentially rounds off the rice variety. Rasam may sound simple to make but only certain hands have the ability to make a great rasam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when the tradition began or what the reason for this tradition is. But the sweet variety is served immediately after rasam and just before curd rice. It may have something to do with after taste and so on but I generally think it is a fantastic idea. So we move on to what the iyengars call thiru-kanna-amudhu section. Or as the rest call it - 'paayasam'. Akkaravadisal is the esoteric dish that has been hidden from the rest of the world by these conniving 5-ngars. No song or words are adequate enough to express the beauty of Akkaravadisal. It has a massive taste explosion that probably renders the mouth too weak for anything else. Let me promise you - a well made Akkaravadisal is not just amudhu for thiru kannan himself but for the akila jagadh bhaagavathas. Then comes Jaangiri, Sarkarai Pongal (with ghee dripping), Kesari (again maximum ghee), samiya paayasam, rava laddu, laddu, and a pinch of maanga pacchadi. We then put the 'mangalam' on the fantastic meal with a bagela bath. Now this curd rice concoction is not the usual one. It has to have 'more molagai', raisins, and cashews all baked into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it all one should dust off one's hands and settle down on a good "thinnai" wih 4-5 beedas. After chewing the fat out of all topics under the sun, we set ourselves to sleep for a good 3 hours in the afternoon. A good sleep after a sumptuous meal is a sign of awesomeness of the meal under question. Now if someone were to serve me such a meal - I would probably not need my hands. I would sit down like my favorite god Gadorgajha and simply let the food flow into my mouth. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1iHWHkAAUhk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1iHWHkAAUhk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S: people who have similar lists. Consider yourself tagged. 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