Monday, March 19, 2018

Archaic Names And Identity Crises

The need for a brighter name is an essential requirement for people of any generation as demonstrated by two friends of mine. Like actors of every generation, my friend Vineeth Ullanat Chembuzha, who realized he will get nowhere in film industry with that surname, changed it to Vineeth Viswam and now already has five films to his credit. Or his namesake Vineeth S, who has been experimenting with his surname since I first met him. He first changed his surname to his birthplace of Kottakal, then switched back to his father's name. A year later he added his mother's name with his name. Now he has his company name (a spoken English school he started) as his last name. The kind of socialist he is, pretty sure he'll adopt his wife's first name followed by his son's first name as his surname in future.

Couple of days ago, I read this article which claimed names determined the kind of character you will be perceived as. The article asserts that name can have an influence on the career path one might choose to follow. Usain Bolt would agree. So will both Vineeths, for that matter.

My real name, the name my father whispered into my ears twenty eight days after I was born was Sreekumaran. Of course after my grandfather Sreekumaran, the senior. You see, according to the traditions followed in a priestly community in which I was born into, a child is named after his/her grandfather/mother. But as my father recognized, this name wasn't fancy enough for the twenty first century, hence he changed it to Sharat when he enrolled me in a school.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

The Voice

The voice… yes the voice. It was louder now. It is speaking to him. He had tried to avoid it all day, but it has followed him and it has got to him at last. He could not move his legs… His hands were paralyzed. The voice… it has held him down with some invisible force.
It cleared its throat…

‘Hi there?’ it said. That was his own voice, wasn’t it?

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Pursuit of Happiness

CHAPTER I

Prince John the Ist was feeling blue. Not that there are many emotions that can be assigned to him, and most of the time he felt blue, but this was a special occasion. Unlike other occasions, He did have a reason for it this time.  It all started two hours earlier when the future princess-to-be mentioned to him, rather stiffly, that he is always feeling blue and should do something about this. He began to analyze the whole reason as to why he is feeling blue. He certainly cannot neglect Princess-to-be’s concerns. Anyway, Conventional wisdom told him that people who are smart are most successful and happy, but the present situation suggested otherwise. Certainly he was smart by all means but not successful and definitely not happy. And a modest examination of the phenomenon called Bollywood reveals that stupidity is more revered trait among men. He considered his friends he had met online where they all played with words. They all were very intellectually rich but in all of their intellectual banters the Prince could discern a sense of disappointment which was very familiar to him. Logically hence, it followed that conventional wisdom is wrong.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Trolling the Spammers

Sometimes back I received a spam mail while I was at work.

Well, a business proposal, wow! I decided to reply to Dr. Adam Jones. In my defense, I was at work and I was very very bored.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Interim

As long as you don’t choose, everything remains possible.

Present
Hari looked at his phone and thought hard on what he was going to do. He was deciding on whether or not to ask her out… on a date. They have been talking for a long time now, he doesn’t remember. She was fun and all, and its time he should make a move. But then, he didn’t want to be disappointed again. He was unsure of himself. He didn’t want to get rejected again. He remembered how excited he had felt, when he found himself in a similar situation and had made that call to Her a long time back. That was exactly a year ago.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Adrift

‘tat tvam asi:’
- you are what you seek

He wasn’t outwardly plain. Though, it appears so from outside, his mental processes were far from simple. He had an insincere character. He was the awkward child. As a kid he was nasty and had a wicked demeanor. He wasn’t the hated one, but they all could do away with him.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Beginner's Guide to Essential Bengali

Bengali is a beautiful language. I know every language is beautiful and all, but Bengali has a special charm. It’s really cute… especially when spoken by the womenfolks there. Try getting on an elevator with two Bengali women talking to each other or sitting behind them on a bus, you will know what I mean.  I was never so aroused by any Hindi/English/Malayalam women talking to each other, ever.