Saturday, December 13, 2008

Games!

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I'm going to figure out how to post those games here and soon match-up and hangman shall be here. I've discovered I like match-up a lot since I finish it pretty soon :) Ah vanity!

Mr. Diety

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http://www.mrdeity.com/

I seem to be recommending sites only nowadays, nahi?

Anyway, the above is a link to snippets that will become a show. A character called Mr. Diety surveys the world and decides what needs to be done with it. I thought the concept sounded interesting, though the slow connection has meant that i have not been able to see it myself.

I read an article which said that a survey showed that women have greater tendency to share what they read on the internet with their friends. So you see, I am only living up to my chromosomes here.

Monday, December 8, 2008

On the attacks in Mumbai

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This article presents opinions that i have been thinking about in the last few days. Since i cannot write a longer post today, i will share the link here and come back soon and rant and rave, as unsuspecting evening companions have found out.

http://www.televisionpoint.com/news2008/newsfullstory.php?id=1228749597

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Of cerebral activities

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I've started playing obsessively at work. I'm surprised they haven't thrown me out yet. I've been addicted to discussing television and film online and sending incessant mails to people, but this is new.
First it was Sudoku. Then the New York Times Crossword (so what if i cannot solve the entire thing? Getting four answers right is good enough for me!) Then it was word games. Currently it's puzzles. I recommend 'songs of praise' - go to their image collection and play a jigsaw puzzle with whichever image you like. You can also pick the size of the pieces, thereby making your puzzle simple or difficult. I solved various puzzles of the English countryside and 1 of the phainting Ambassadors by Holbein was so much fun that I didn't even feel guilty about wasting time thus!
I've been telling myself that all this cerebral activity is good for my brain whereas the simple truth is that my brain needs to indulge in a different kind of cerebral activity - i need to write screenplays for two different things and come up with television show concepts. I've written one historical concept today that i am scared shall turn into Mughal bashing by the time it ends up on television and highly please the RSS, the other is a fantasy that is a kind of female Hatim and a love story between a mermaid and a human rolled in one. I want a pseudonym for the latter, any ideas?
Speaking of cerebral activity, I finished The Hungry Tide today. What a brilliant book! Gently, fluidly, it speaks of the Sunderbans, of langauge, of desire, of the desire for language and the language of desire, of revolution, of poetry. Certain lines are written so beautifully they take your breath away:
'The islands (Sunderbans) are the trailing threads of India's fabric, the ragged fringe of her sari, the achol that follows her, half wetted by the sea'
'Minutes later, she was back in position, with her binoculars fixed to her eyes, watching the water with a closeness of attention that reminded Kanai of a textual scholar poring over a yet-undeciphered manuscript: it was as though she were puzzling over a codex that had been authored by the earth itself. He had almost forgotten what it meant to look at something so ardently - an immaterial thing, not a commodity nor a convenience nor an object of erotic interest. He remembered that he too had once concentrated his mind in this way; he too had peered into the unknown as if through an eyeglass - but the vistas he had been looking at lay deep within the interior of other languages. Those horizons had filled him with the desire to learn of the ways in which other realities were conjugated. And he remembered too the obstacles, the frustration, the sense that he would never be able to bend his mouth around those words, produce those sounds, put sentences together in the required way, a way that seemed to call for a recasting of the usual order of things. It was pure desire that had quickened his mind then and he could feel the thrill of it even now - except that now that desire was incarnated in the woman who was standing before him, in the bow, a language made flesh'
Honest confession - have already decided that The Hungry Tide will make a very powerful movie and want to start working on an adaptation. Have done the casting as well, in my mind, which i shall share only with those who have read the novel :) So if you have read it, mail me. Otherwise, go drown yourself. Or beg, borrow or steal a copy. Or buy one, if you're one of the disappointing respectable few!