tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484429484880421752024-03-05T05:47:36.029-08:00Aditi's blogAditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-27033822956850490912024-01-13T01:16:00.000-08:002024-01-13T01:16:13.240-08:00Gujrat travel journey<p> Had a lovely vacation in Gujrat. First time since I have started working could I celebrate new years with a travel.</p><p>Visited Rann of Kutch. Tent city Dhordo. Bookings done in September . Great in house activities. Did paramotoring, cycling, visited Kalo Dungar, sunset point. </p><p>Never had such a great start to a new year!!!!!</p><p>After that visited Dwarka and Somnath. Dwarka is Dham of the west . Had stroll by seaside.</p><p>Visited Bet Dwarka. Nageshwar Jyotirling.</p><p>Visited Somnath. Had divine Darshan! Sound and light show gave history of Somnath!</p><p>Was left in trance! Jai Somnath! 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Hector was one of the bravest warriors of Greek mythology. He was the elder son of Priam and was a great warrior, skilled in all fields - Horse riding, swordsmanship, among other skills and was also known for his wise decisions and justness.<br />
Unlike his younger brother - Paris (who was responsible for Helen leaving her husband - Menelaus, whether by force or will is debated), he did not get swayed by sentiment.<br />
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He had loyalty towards his country, his wife, his father and brother and was in dilemma when he had to choose between them. Though he knew the action of his brother was unjust, he fought and ultimately lost his life for brotherly duty.<br />
His dream was to watch his son grow old but he couldnt and he died a martyr in the Trojan war to Achilles.<br />
Achilles vs Hector is comparable to Indian Karna vs Arjun (of Mahabharat). However, in the Mahabharat - sides were painted of Good vs Evil, whereas in Homer's Iliad there are no sides painted. Only Humans vs Humans. There were many Human emotions that led to and affected the outcome of the Trojan war - Revenge, Hunger, Greed for Power, Lust, Love, Family duties, Loyalty towards country and countrymen, cunningness and want for Victory at no matter what cost.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hector played by Eric Bana in "TROY the film(2004)"</td></tr>
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But as it has been many centuries since the tales of the Iliad and Odyssey have been told, the valiance and bravery of its Heroes remain - Achilles, Hector and many others are still regarded today as great warriors. Such is the influence of Hector (though being a Trojan) on the Greeks is that his is the only Trojan name of an asteroid on the Greek belt. I think that If your enemies honour you even after your<br />
death- your life must have been meant something. Friends and families will always honour the dead, but <u>being honoured by Enemies requires an enigma and qualities that very few can possess.</u><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">painting depicting Hector, Andromache and his son</td></tr>
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Warriors are and will be many, and everyone who is living at the moment, will die someday.<br />
It is the qualities Prince Hector possessed in addition to his valiant skills- like correct decision making (path choosing), being aware of consequences of actions, and applying wisdom to negate foolish decisions made by others you are obligated to defend that make him truly one of the immortal Greek heroes, and lives on even today in stories and in the hearts of millions.<br />
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Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-30153880507795168502012-04-14T22:11:00.004-07:002012-04-14T22:37:11.000-07:00SHUBHO NOBO BORSHO!!! (HAPPY NEW YEAR)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjci2e-rcSwhhAhantiYpFNKwfznm-l9W47qvJAg7sH12B0cyhXGciBsZ7OO8ldqLWB7EXdwRYQGxjwWK_49jc3YrsmGq1T7QxoZioshtlkZpQ30tWZViL6NUwxe39UMmpEbeR7Z_rZRFrE/s1600/Shubho-Noboborsho.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjci2e-rcSwhhAhantiYpFNKwfznm-l9W47qvJAg7sH12B0cyhXGciBsZ7OO8ldqLWB7EXdwRYQGxjwWK_49jc3YrsmGq1T7QxoZioshtlkZpQ30tWZViL6NUwxe39UMmpEbeR7Z_rZRFrE/s320/Shubho-Noboborsho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731497321584326370" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvoVE8z5SP7fic12Q1roS9U7yBEIkPbu-iIqZO-NP_W4JekpYs863yNR_UOzTwbqaLPiXH6XTiDr_QtPi4lLnp7FA6XYjrStvESqPL5qZgZ0bu9wVhMoq0RJ2a05VtY5-_nsDgLM8XyIq_/s1600/DSC02300.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvoVE8z5SP7fic12Q1roS9U7yBEIkPbu-iIqZO-NP_W4JekpYs863yNR_UOzTwbqaLPiXH6XTiDr_QtPi4lLnp7FA6XYjrStvESqPL5qZgZ0bu9wVhMoq0RJ2a05VtY5-_nsDgLM8XyIq_/s320/DSC02300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731497315699556850" /></a><br /><br />Yesterday was 14 April and according to the Bengali Calendar was the beginning of the new year 1419.<br /><br />I visited one of my favourite temples in Shivaji Park, Dadar. <br /><br />The ambience was just amazing - nice weather, shady below the trees, light breeze blowing, people of all ages greeting each other, just enjoying the feeling of nostalgia and purity of the ending of another year and beginning of a new one. <br /><br />Just wondered? Why do people come to temples or places of worship on the new year?<br /><br />Every year brings with it new hopes, dreams and ambitions. With the coming of every year we hope to let go of the baggage of the past and pray that the coming year be one of happiness and fill ourselves with joy and bless our lives to the fullest.<br /><br />Though, now technically no one solely follows the Bengali calendar due to mix of traditions and east-west integration.<br />But we do look at the new year as an opportunity for a new start and new hopes and dreams and all. <br />Like they say that Morning is the prelude to the day, guess poila boishakh is a prelude to the coming year...Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-31079075452785947492012-04-10T00:57:00.003-07:002012-04-10T01:07:45.106-07:00Movie opinion - Kahaani<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXc0POzgag_a0g_mrwT8GAAP07vri90hc18PyDTGqtbSNeCLWRwgtVd6NA-v1o4SEo2q90YhGW_idO1NYbDLYyIuCnCmooHLr3Z3SQRBhcwavcnhVSBaquhO-Q0gZx25ImKBNfuIzQRbJ6/s1600/kahani.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXc0POzgag_a0g_mrwT8GAAP07vri90hc18PyDTGqtbSNeCLWRwgtVd6NA-v1o4SEo2q90YhGW_idO1NYbDLYyIuCnCmooHLr3Z3SQRBhcwavcnhVSBaquhO-Q0gZx25ImKBNfuIzQRbJ6/s320/kahani.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729679864792868946" /></a><br />I recently saw Kahaani starring Vidya Balan. Must say one of the better Hindi movies I have come across in the recent past. <br />Vidya who is seemingly pregnant in search of her husband leads you through the streets of Kolkata (where u can hear many background dialogues in Bengali)and while you slowly get accustomed to Bengali culture (like having 2 names, saree style etc) you get entangled in a plot of intrigue, suspense and thrill.<br /><br />What I loved most was the ending (spoiler! Alert).. When she suddenly changes her avataar from the helpless pregnant woman to quick, agile, and destroyer of the Villain.. and with Durga Puja going on in the background could easily be mistaken for the modern avataar of Maa Durga vanguisher of evil in the 21st century..<br /><br />Must say was a great plot and beautifully executed and great acting and versatility by Vidya Balan.<br /><br />Hope to come across more movies like thisAditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-49755735100555901852012-03-21T03:10:00.005-07:002012-03-21T03:22:17.073-07:00Transition - from Nokia to Android<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJjFouAnnMnEvYDCC-_6_PhKQ69l5l-sw4zOC6ivLY_5g2ch30HKBJqx8pwcLVVVNBfHuLF0sr4qSCC-KBJxN-dvTaky4sgKT_znH_G2-S9cCV9HtJRP_Js5qRoHTbLUTDKArKtZwqGmFm/s1600/samsung.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJjFouAnnMnEvYDCC-_6_PhKQ69l5l-sw4zOC6ivLY_5g2ch30HKBJqx8pwcLVVVNBfHuLF0sr4qSCC-KBJxN-dvTaky4sgKT_znH_G2-S9cCV9HtJRP_Js5qRoHTbLUTDKArKtZwqGmFm/s320/samsung.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722293435236976338" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4SIgJCecaKjivWEAVtR2kgtAd1e1BaDAhdM0_fj45xFQpg2XiSQebK-kKb8pWYqN2nfAUc0_n88l0XIP0rUtL-HFV33pZFRnK6KgUBBtH7WyUSVk4OiP5UG0sMBelMW1ShYXOWtOaA5b/s1600/Nokia-26261.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4SIgJCecaKjivWEAVtR2kgtAd1e1BaDAhdM0_fj45xFQpg2XiSQebK-kKb8pWYqN2nfAUc0_n88l0XIP0rUtL-HFV33pZFRnK6KgUBBtH7WyUSVk4OiP5UG0sMBelMW1ShYXOWtOaA5b/s320/Nokia-26261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722293429367068098" /></a><br />Recently when my phone got stolen in the Mumbai locals was placed with the task of purchasing a new one within Rs 10,000.<br /><br />Was a real dilemma.. I was always a Nokia user - from my first very basic 2600 to my E90 communicator to my X2 01 (first time querty for me)<br /><br />Now in March 2012, after consulting so many people who had moved on to smartphones was thinking if i fall in that category of Non - Nokia users.. <br /><br />But decided it is time for a smartphone - now that i'm using an android .. Just can't imagine how i did without it for so long.. the unlimited apps download, market, and hassle free email checking.. <br /><br />Though initially was difficult with the touch screen (typing speed reduced to 1/10th) and sometimes ended up calling people without meaning to.. After a while felt really good and really in touch with today's day and age.. <br /><br />Was telling a friend about moving on to Non-nokia and he remarked - "maine to bahut pehle nokia ko NO KIA"!!!<br /><br />Guess there comes a time when we have to let go of the past and move on to the future - though will always cherish the memories.Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-75594969440579633372012-03-19T02:36:00.001-07:002012-03-19T02:36:28.478-07:00Random favourite songs - Pachai Nirame (The Colour Green)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZZbDhcW7PMk?fs=1" width="459"></iframe>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-14524223946861706962012-03-19T02:11:00.003-07:002012-03-19T02:26:07.585-07:00Mumbai Muses<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwfhAuveNBLHFw7l9tbzlkxtIr_QVMaW5Gn8RgCwkh15r8YP4Q9HFUmEFBzBvM9F0Hz-Lu-2Lhy_ViYfjLlsbdhLTXln6guPi2bMQeR6W5blkVII05y8ugP8VDQvvNaiE6ecnWYHovbmIB/s1600/mumbaiatnight.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwfhAuveNBLHFw7l9tbzlkxtIr_QVMaW5Gn8RgCwkh15r8YP4Q9HFUmEFBzBvM9F0Hz-Lu-2Lhy_ViYfjLlsbdhLTXln6guPi2bMQeR6W5blkVII05y8ugP8VDQvvNaiE6ecnWYHovbmIB/s320/mumbaiatnight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721537071540546322" /></a><br /><br />Soon, will be leaving Mumbai and starting my career as a Probationary Officer..<br />Spent two years in the city and now am feeling nostalgic leaving it. Being a born and brought up Delhiite (although stayed in a Bengali area) have really enjoyed pursuing my Masters in Management from Mumbai University and staying in Mumbai for these 2 years.<br />Now that am about to leave, will cherish these things about Mumbai:<br /><br />- No matter how late you get at office or a party - u can always count on the Mumbai locals to be running and get you back home<br /><br />- Sunday evenings at Bandstand and Linking Road Market at Bandra with a cosmopolitan crowd<br /><br />- folding up jeans and wading in the knee deep water during the monsoons<br /><br />- Sunset at Marine Drive and Priyadarshni park where can walk and catch beautiful glimpses of dusk<br /><br />- Ferry rides from Gateway of India<br /><br />- Long journeys in Mumbai locals - where can sleep, listen to music, purchase various stuff or just look out<br /><br />- 5 different types of Pav Bhaji<br /><br />- Going to Shivaji Park early morning - can see youngsters jogging, old people reading Marathi newspaper and catching up<br /><br />- College trips to Khandala, Lonavla and bringing back fudge and chikki<br /><br />- Pushing in crowded Crawford market to get stuff at wholesale rates<br /><br />Was one of the greatest experiences of my life and hope to keep coming back..<br /><br />Thank you Mumbai for the best 2 years of my life..Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-48976971691919879322012-03-18T20:48:00.002-07:002012-03-18T20:56:41.961-07:00Favourite Lines from Revolution 2020<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZU7n8hKgR18UcQc2IKs4R5y2sfwoBVtcyRudKRrTfyy6S_Ts_7FKlsfgkvydmtOvv04_fzasn07KoPCsJSHBf6QnWTsS5IRPP3xU-PmpJ-9e7MAFTQXhmdzMN94ejOtA9Vk7F4dMH7yXb/s1600/revolution-2020-by-chetan-bhagat.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZU7n8hKgR18UcQc2IKs4R5y2sfwoBVtcyRudKRrTfyy6S_Ts_7FKlsfgkvydmtOvv04_fzasn07KoPCsJSHBf6QnWTsS5IRPP3xU-PmpJ-9e7MAFTQXhmdzMN94ejOtA9Vk7F4dMH7yXb/s320/revolution-2020-by-chetan-bhagat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721452189365400226" /></a><br />During my train journey read Chetan Bhagat's Revolution 2020. Though am not a die hard Chetan Bhagat fan but could really relate to the protagonist- Gopal's adventures in his teens. I guess a few students would relate to his state. Some of my favourite lines were:<br />1) Parental love overestimates Progeny's abilities<br />2) One of those unfortunate cases who had done well but not well enough<br />3) Regret - biggest manufacturing defect in humans. We keep regretting though there is no point<br />4) Sometimes the only way to get rid of an unpleasant feeling is to replace it with another unpleasant feeling<br />5) As people took international holidays, and indulged in their passions, i gave AIEEE<br />6) Losers - if they don't have a brain, they have a heart<br />7) Sometimes a chance is all one really needs in lifeAditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-37587465897550047512012-03-18T02:08:00.003-07:002012-03-18T02:29:45.094-07:00Kerala and Kanyakumari trip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif95H1Op9xP6OTXvsDWIdaHKsTPmrpnSIOrLCt2Y9MPMSdn5O16l_naYrEX0CJFY6Awcm45UsEQIbcMsqQdp1qRiqlAKxVzG78LEFjGBBpLwGuyB_h-dVGQ2BkU8L0Q6IzFya16xXeJnLd/s1600/IMG_0669.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif95H1Op9xP6OTXvsDWIdaHKsTPmrpnSIOrLCt2Y9MPMSdn5O16l_naYrEX0CJFY6Awcm45UsEQIbcMsqQdp1qRiqlAKxVzG78LEFjGBBpLwGuyB_h-dVGQ2BkU8L0Q6IzFya16xXeJnLd/s320/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721165014323874834" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjULzap8061zaE6krwZQsT45bvoEOvg6QRTUuTiNxKYLfbZ7jaw55vtzNkZM_jCb-DEswm-vSGlXovR3x7SZPZO5CJQUv2birbFapbPt7Pi8THRkTg4Hk2AFG2qLZJWqTmzQyIEd66KJyLj/s1600/IMG_0613.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjULzap8061zaE6krwZQsT45bvoEOvg6QRTUuTiNxKYLfbZ7jaw55vtzNkZM_jCb-DEswm-vSGlXovR3x7SZPZO5CJQUv2birbFapbPt7Pi8THRkTg4Hk2AFG2qLZJWqTmzQyIEd66KJyLj/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721165003455598562" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhJXoIrdtiwJ0w7902vvB8Df4UDcQJ14tyyWCw1PsHEqtUT1tG-JXQp3QpxcsVqVZB1Wvn0l_eNi7pLj0gwCSola-Yn5nslw_qwRXNgErKFB0rJ9JBuoFswBjf9OCb2x4Jbbd6dVNAm1u/s1600/IMG_0291.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhJXoIrdtiwJ0w7902vvB8Df4UDcQJ14tyyWCw1PsHEqtUT1tG-JXQp3QpxcsVqVZB1Wvn0l_eNi7pLj0gwCSola-Yn5nslw_qwRXNgErKFB0rJ9JBuoFswBjf9OCb2x4Jbbd6dVNAm1u/s320/IMG_0291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721165002066959666" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOSQS35nxdF9kAIUvfQ9WlqEKuVFKlIFIkyiXiq0mnmTc6b7D9dHAG4PhKGE85OaGXqKE93ZNBVEDmi3nilfbdJrVD5OAjLvT-gSR2WznnB_gwp7jVH2LepH3mXFW-v5dJKs2cebXC6zeE/s1600/IMG_0233.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOSQS35nxdF9kAIUvfQ9WlqEKuVFKlIFIkyiXiq0mnmTc6b7D9dHAG4PhKGE85OaGXqKE93ZNBVEDmi3nilfbdJrVD5OAjLvT-gSR2WznnB_gwp7jVH2LepH3mXFW-v5dJKs2cebXC6zeE/s320/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721164990097898770" /></a><br />Am in final semester of MBA or MMS as it is called in Mumbai University. Me and my friend decided before we finally part ways and before everyone gets busy with end of semester lets have a holiday beyond Lonavla.. Decided to visit Kerala and Kanyakumari.. Spent around a week in God's own country as it is called.. <br /><br />Was beautiful.. Dunno what captured my heart.. was it the peaceful backwaters of Kumarakom, green tea gardens of Munnar, sunset at Kovalam beach in the midst of sand and coconut trees, or standing at the Southernmost tip of India and looking at the three water bodies surrounding it.. <br /><br />Was a great change from the fast paced life of Mumbai.. <br /><br />Vivekananda Rock is where it is said Swami Vivekananda got his vision to visit the Western world.. Just standing there gives you so much inspiration.. <br /><br />Really cherished the memories of this wonderful place and hope to go again soon..Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-76668999258901144402012-01-26T22:34:00.000-08:002012-01-26T22:48:49.768-08:00Evolution of photography<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikPmtFTBs0mAk0WQSauM4Z0Pv9_j2y9q72WcSMRLF_1G1T4104wl6ZWNl9PMIn3OqBrhh8lGvxQqCPTF4kNwqW7NGUv7et5s2iI0sBQeze42IQws54GiEaP6MMwHyVSF96kCCDET_wA2sm/s1600/Sony-Cyber-Shot-DSC-HX7V.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikPmtFTBs0mAk0WQSauM4Z0Pv9_j2y9q72WcSMRLF_1G1T4104wl6ZWNl9PMIn3OqBrhh8lGvxQqCPTF4kNwqW7NGUv7et5s2iI0sBQeze42IQws54GiEaP6MMwHyVSF96kCCDET_wA2sm/s320/Sony-Cyber-Shot-DSC-HX7V.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702199525522929778" /></a>Recently I heard Kodak - the pioneer of the cameras and film technology filed for bankruptcy.<br /><div>Was really a shock.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then realized how much the process of taking pictures has changed over time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Earlier they were the black and white cameras which only a few had, and then came coloured ones. Both had a reel of film of 36. I used to remember my mom telling me to use it conservatively so as not to finish the reel.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then with the advent of technology came the Digital Cameras of the "Digicams"as they are known today. And with increasing number of megapixel and zoom technology its becoming almost affordable for everyone.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now you can take unlimited photographs (not worried about finishing the reel), can store them in your hard disk, no need to give to the studio to print, and due to large megapixel pictures can get it enlarged without blurring.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, just like that an entire industry went out of business including - reel manufacturing, printing photographs from negatives, and outdated cameras. They were replaced by cyber shots, memory cards and recently DSLRs.</div><div><br /></div><div>So with the filing of bankruptcy of the Pioneer of the Camera industry, we definitely learn something. Its not enough to just have the first mover advantage - we have to change with the times else perish. (Confirming Darwin's Rule of Evolution)</div>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-58993532760460431642012-01-26T22:05:00.000-08:002012-01-26T22:31:20.808-08:00random movies which i like - Alaipayuthey (Tamil)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYF2we_cQzkMJ-N2mnq-PL7rcRk6cYTCElEYPbw8t51JuCY4TZ4FHvu2B1bxuAB_k3YJRSpNR9gnHbQhbd4m2KrC3uHSpmC2TZKZguqTYro2qoFEia8g2l7z21L-AA22QI4lj1vTTEBoGd/s1600/alaipayuthey_9.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYF2we_cQzkMJ-N2mnq-PL7rcRk6cYTCElEYPbw8t51JuCY4TZ4FHvu2B1bxuAB_k3YJRSpNR9gnHbQhbd4m2KrC3uHSpmC2TZKZguqTYro2qoFEia8g2l7z21L-AA22QI4lj1vTTEBoGd/s320/alaipayuthey_9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702191977540063634" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV8T8FB2lXdkAwvICwZoFyrBqWbBe8ZksgjTFb56uemp04IvLmTeYF6gE3OT-shTwmLyA03IC1ez6bRBZXDYRCmJVmzK2m4ub1y7s8tB9HBtSJf7ZSZl1k6qqn0IXsX4CXz87ATJNOqPWs/s1600/Sakhi-2000-Telugu-Movie-Watch-Online.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV8T8FB2lXdkAwvICwZoFyrBqWbBe8ZksgjTFb56uemp04IvLmTeYF6gE3OT-shTwmLyA03IC1ez6bRBZXDYRCmJVmzK2m4ub1y7s8tB9HBtSJf7ZSZl1k6qqn0IXsX4CXz87ATJNOqPWs/s320/Sakhi-2000-Telugu-Movie-Watch-Online.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702191974973885346" /></a><br />Most of us have seen Saathiya (2002) starring Rani Mukherji and Vivek Oberoi. It did quite well at the box office.<div>Recently I saw the movie it was remade from - Alaipayuthey(2000) starring R.Madhavan and Shalini. Must say I was really floored by it.</div><div>Don't know what made me like it so much. Was it seeing Madhavan so young and fresh, amazing chemistry between the pair, mesmerizing songs which had meaningful lyrics, or the simple middle class life shown so simply yet beautifully.</div><div><br /></div><div>It uses the Chennai suburban trains as the background and the story is presented so beautifully doesnt even seem like a movie. </div><div><br /></div><div>Songs are beautiful -be it festive "yaaro yaarodi", colourful "Pachai Nirame"(Green Colour), mischievious "Kadhal Sadugudu"or seductive "Snehagidhane". </div><div><br /></div><div>Story goes where most stories end -showing married life and all the ups and downs that come with it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hats off to Mani Rathnam, and can say no amount of writing or anything can do justice to this movie (not even its remake - Saathiya)</div>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-65876956053943688242012-01-26T21:57:00.000-08:002012-01-26T22:29:54.127-08:00Google Plus<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXgJehM5x6N-eti0V4FWnwKQdUj15zGUjAQHXnuLFZxhlnAW-lrlSq2dHBuZwfao2tac9uy5sbb5EDX1l6vMRylxSKa8a2f9nrrGp4BDypr7LoywQ8T2ZOz4CUVd_fhKXTGTIjQZ2jDohi/s1600/google-plus.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXgJehM5x6N-eti0V4FWnwKQdUj15zGUjAQHXnuLFZxhlnAW-lrlSq2dHBuZwfao2tac9uy5sbb5EDX1l6vMRylxSKa8a2f9nrrGp4BDypr7LoywQ8T2ZOz4CUVd_fhKXTGTIjQZ2jDohi/s320/google-plus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702195216561659234" /></a><br />Most of us, well most people my age definitely spend a substantial amount of time on the popular social networking site - Facebook. <div>We use it for different purposes - tracking down old school friends, people who we lost touch with, sharing pictures, chatting etc.</div><div>Basically its an adda or a common platform for everyone to get in touch.</div><div><br /></div><div>Google - the world's most popular search engine and inventor of many innovative products like gmail (which introduced unlimited storage and integrated chat at a time when it was unheard of), blogger etc had made social networking popular in India through its network - orkut.</div><div><br /></div><div>Orkut popularized social networking in India and facebook cashed in on it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then Google came back with the much awaited google plus which eveyone joined in with full gusto. In the first week itself, people signed up for it.</div><div><br /></div><div>But after that ?? after making our display pics and all we left. It was like a gym membership we all join but didnt go.</div><div><br /></div><div>Guess it takes time for our old habits to die.</div>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-53188176600825559572010-06-25T23:10:00.000-07:002010-06-25T23:24:42.216-07:00Chandalika - esque syndromeThere is a Tagore short story "Chandalika" which has been frequently adapted into plays and dance dramas. The protagonist of the story is a girl from a lower caste and who is so often demeaned for her status - which becomes her way of life- cannot stand the shock when a Brahmin asks her for water that she goes into shock and dies.<div><br /></div><div>When I was small, i found the story very meaningless and couldnt make much sense out of it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, when I think of it, I think of it in a deeper realm. </div><div><br /></div><div>A person who is so used to a certain way of life especially which one doesnt like or appreciate comes to accept it anyhow; and if that status is elevated, that person becomes so overwhelmed with emotions cannot come to terms with it. </div><div><br /></div><div>A person who has seen so much failure in life - professional setback, low self-esteem or continuous lack of success in spite of trying hard - comes to accept it and live with it.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Suddenly, if that person is given a promotion or a rise in self esteem due to some compliment or just faced with success after years of failure becomes so overwhelmed with emotion and finds difficulty in coming to terms with it.. hence we see tears of joy, sudden thankfulness and some people dont know how to handle it and go ballistic.. </div><div><br /></div><div>It is amazzing how Tagore's story from over a century ago still rings true today.. </div>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-1093111326023109702010-05-22T02:13:00.000-07:002010-05-22T02:43:48.052-07:00my sojourn in CalcuttaHad gone to Calcutta in April for 2 and a half days.. Really njoyed.. U know - when u go to a new city you usually feel alien.. but here was a city in which everyone was speaking my mother tongue(Bengali) and greeting everyone as "Dada" and "Boudi" which is different and a relief from the typical Delhi - "bhaiya" and "bhabhiji"<div><br /></div><div>Infrastructure has improved tremendously since i last saw it (10 years back).. roads much better and expansion of the metro.. (first in India)..</div><div><br /></div><div>Kolkatta has a rich history.. The British came here and made their capital here till 1910 so people from this region tend to think and act intellectually.. i mean West Bengal is the only place that can boast of people like Amartya Sen, J.C Bose, Satyajit Ray (one of the few Indians to win and oscar) and many of the like..</div><div><br /></div><div>Went to a lot of my relatives place whose children are apparently my second cousins and had a really nice time getting to know them and exchanging pleasantries..</div><div><br /></div><div>Must say was really nice to have some new fresh faces of relatives.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Almost all our relatives fed us something .. so we ended up having a lot of maach (fish), mishti (sweets) and in all kinds of preparations.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Just luvved the feel of the place - the "Bengaliness"</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel no Bengali person can ever feel like an outsider in this city.. The city just embraces you and takes you within it till u feel like you're a part of it.. </div>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-56895008386055795562009-10-20T04:30:00.000-07:002009-10-20T04:51:29.918-07:00FESTIVE SEASON<div><div>The festive season I feel, is very necessary. It breaks the monotony of our regular lives, and gives us something to look forward to throughout the year stuck in our mundane jobs. Time for get-togethers and merriment among cousins and relatives whom we harldy get to meet in our otherwise busy schedules..</div><div><br /></div></div>It begins with "Mahalaya" (invoking of Goddess Durga) and ends with Bhai Dooj.<div><br /></div><div>The mere mention of the festive season brings a smile to our faces.. One remembers the spirit of togetherness, meeting relatives, exchange of gifts and of course delicious food including "mooh meetha" or "meeshti mukh"</div><div><br /></div><div>Starting with Durga Puja- the time of "anondo" and new clothes for Bengalis.. then the festival of lights - Deepawali.. One's spirits get energized looking at the bright diyas and candles.. not to mention the large amounts of "kaju burfee" and dry fruits!! And Kali Pujo synonymous with staying up late, catching up with old friends and having "bhog".</div><div><br /></div><div>Bhai dooj - 2 days after diwali is the celebration of the relationship between brothers and sisters in most parts of the country. This day is also synonymous with lots of sweets in addition to gifts, cash and meeting cousins, and loads of merriment..</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel its great to have this whole season coming at a suitable time from weather point of view to enjoy and get rejuvenated for the rest of the year.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-83601194226278174382009-10-03T02:59:00.000-07:002012-01-26T22:55:00.749-08:00DURGA PUJA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHGtF2KDdkLA3YuMNafcV8T33nq5O2pUxRr4UkUpmS-dkssna8eaduNUedjxMnq0zU44Zt1tmAv3u2CRDug8yh0KbAmI322tv9jYe4b4Ou8Cev5o8PnR9YMEW2M9UhB7QxgOo5oKQ3XXT/s1600/DSC00676.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHGtF2KDdkLA3YuMNafcV8T33nq5O2pUxRr4UkUpmS-dkssna8eaduNUedjxMnq0zU44Zt1tmAv3u2CRDug8yh0KbAmI322tv9jYe4b4Ou8Cev5o8PnR9YMEW2M9UhB7QxgOo5oKQ3XXT/s320/DSC00676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702201629884810306" /></a><br />Like every year, this year "PUJO" was an awaited affair.. Shopping, Getting ready, synchronizing what to wear with what jewellery etc was going on at full swing.. <div><br /></div><div>Then a thought crossed my mind - what makes Pujo so special??</div><div><br /></div><div>Was it just the new clothes, and jewellery, and trying to look our best?? or was there more??</div><div><br /></div><div>I had read an article a couple of years back by a girl who didn't like Durga Puja days that much as she felt there was more of showing off by women about their sarees and jewellery rather than concentrating on the Puja. </div><div><br /></div><div>But I feel, its definitely more than that. Its a time for family and friends and now at this stage in life I can understand it more.. My Dad who more often stays out of Delhi comes every year so the whole family is together.. I get to meet old tution, school and college friends in person where nowadays interaction is mostly through orkut/facebook- remembering the good old times.. Getting to see people who rarely come out and catch up.. lots of nostalgia attached to it.. </div><div><br /></div><div>And of course, the eating out and the time where everyone splurges their "PUJO SAVINGS"..</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel really lucky to be Bengali and be a part of this great tradition handed over by our forefathers.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Yes, maybe it has been modified a bit.. like instead of a single new pair of new clothes (like shown in Pather Panchali) we get several, and more of modern dressing rather than traditional.. But the basic spirit of togetherness and "anondo" is surely timeless and exquisite..</div><div><br /></div><div>And it always ends on the note - "ASCHE BOCHOR AABAR HOBE!!" (Will Happen again next year)</div>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-44778985301749335202009-04-27T22:27:00.000-07:002009-04-27T23:04:46.025-07:00Karna - The Forgotten Hero<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-indent: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><br /></span><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Not knowing his true identity, he was ridiculed throughout his life as a “Soot Putra”(charioteer’s son) while he was actually “Surya Putra” (Son’s Child).</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.75in"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">He lost in the battlefield to Arjun because of sage Parshuram’s curse which he got for his “sin” of tolerating pain rather than disturbing his master’s sleep. He was killed unarmed by Arjun who justified his action by saying that his son Abhimanyu was also killed unfairly. But before the killing of Abhimanyu, Bhishma Pitamah was killed by Arjun standing behind Shikhandi using him as a weapon as he knew Bhisma would not lay a finger on a person who was a woman in his previous birth.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">So was the killing of unarmed Karna (even without his birthmarks of kavach and kundal which were taken away from him in the form of slyness taking advantage of generosity) justified?</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.75in"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Isn’t it strange that Yudhisthir who didn’t think twice before placing his wife on gamble is known as ‘Dharmaputra’ whereas Karna who did not hesitate to give up his life in charity is deprived of honour?</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.75in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Coming to Karna's decision - Even after he finds out who he really is- a Pandava, he decides what he wants to be is really something different, something he has made himself in all the years of his training and thinking. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.75in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This is the reason that Karna is remembered today and honoured as a true warrior.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:-.75in;text-indent:.25in"><span style=""><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:.75in"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This teaches us something – we can be anything we want to be in life, simple accidents of birth need not determine them, we can overcome them.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:-.75in;text-indent:.25in"><span style=""><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:-.75in;text-indent:.25in"><span style=""><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></o:p></span></p>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1448442948488042175.post-12579303622448168682009-04-26T02:03:00.001-07:002012-03-20T20:55:19.214-07:00startingMy first attempt at blog writing..<div><br /></div><div>Lets c how this goes...</div>Aditi Chaudhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06113330289387497709noreply@blogger.com7