Sunday 15 July 2012

Cocktail

Yesterday I went to watch a Hindi movie after a long time! I think the last one I saw in the theatre was Rang De Basanti or Bunti Aur Bubli or Black. Whichever came last!

So yeah yesterday I went to watch Cocktail with a few friends from work. The movie starred Saif Ali Khan, Deepika Padukone and Diana Penty and Boman Irani.

*SPOILER ALERT*

The first half of the movie was rather funny and I laughed quite a bit in spite of my pathetic command over the language. The crux of the plot is a love triangle (which Bollywood movie doesn't have that plot!!).

Boman Irani played his role really well, and to be honest I quite enjoyed myself in the first half. The second half was another story altogether. The movie failed to grasp my attention and became predictable. The final scene showed Saif attempting to propose to Diana for what seemed like eternity. I'm sure battles have been won in shorter durations! In the end I think he didn't even say the exact words and Diana probably just said "Yes" just to shut him up.

The movie has its fair share of corny dialogue like "I like the way you smell" and all I could think of was 'He should fart now'. It's not a guy thing cause even a friend of mine thought the same!

Bottom line: The movie isn't worth 300 bucks. 150 would be more appropriate. In fact I'd suggest giving it a skip altogether because it really isn't great. Unless a trip to the theatre has been long overdue and you must go for something!

Friday 29 June 2012

Boca Grande

Today I went to a place called Boca Grande for lunch. It was an impromptu decision as we had already decided earlier that we would go to Spoonful of Sugar for lunch. I have a feeling that the place is jinxed cause I've heard about that place since March but for some reason or another, plans don't materialise. Anyway this isn't about Spoonful of Sugar, I'm sure that there will be a post solely dedicated to that once I do manage to go there.

It's a nice looking place in Koramangala on Ganapathy Temple Road. For your convenience here's a link.




The seats were quite weird. The incline was such that it gave one the sensation of falling if you leaned back. The service is quite slow, but I guess that's okay considering most people come here to chill and have a conversation. I ordered a smoked chicken salad and it was quite good. I've had better no doubt, but for 100 odd bucks it was worth it.


Between the entire group we ordered everything from pasta to steaks. It's worth noting that whatever we ordered was rather tasty and good value for money. I've been told that the breakfast on weekends is amazing.

A meal for two would cost approximately 600 bucks. This is definitely a place worth checking out if you're in the area.


Thursday 28 June 2012

First Post

This is my first post from the Samsung galaxy s3. Hopefully this work of art will help me post more often! Cheers to the s3!

And just for kicks, here's a picture of my bay!


Saturday 26 May 2012

CPR for a Mobile Phone!!


I’ve wanted to write this post for a very long time but somehow I just couldn’t get myself to do it for various reasons. Mostly it was down to the fact that after I got home for work I’m pretty much exhausted and the last thing I want to do is look at the computer screen! I know, there’s always the weekend but sleeps just has a vice like grip on me and if I do get out of bed, it is to go and put a new load of dirty clothes for laundry every two hours.


Ironically I find myself writing this in a place that takes up most of my time and is main cause for me having delayed it this far! My desk at work! Yes, its 9:30 A.M on a Saturday and I’m in office! C’est la vie!


Moving on, I’m sure everyone who has owned a phone; has at some point or the other dropped it in water (to no fault of theirs of course! The phone slipped! Phone is to be blamed!). I recently (about a month ago) dropped my phone in water and I did a few things/heard a few more things that probably saved it from being a plastic brick. I thought I’d share these “tips”.

  1. Get it out of the water as quickly as possible! (Don’t have be Einstein to understand why!)
  2. Remove your battery, and no matter how tempted you get, DO NOT switch it on. (I think this has something to do with the circuitry, don’t ask me! I’m no good at electronics)
  3. If you have a hair dryer or access to a hand drier in a washroom, try drying your phone in a stream of hot air. Be careful though, it could get really hot and could damage your phone. Best to dry it in short intervals. A good test would be if your hand is uncomfortable due to the heat, your phone probably feels the same.
  4. If you have rice in your house (which I’m sure every Indian home does!) put the phone in an airtight container of rice for a few hours.
  5.  I had silica gel sachets with me when I was in office so after removing the battery, in its place I put a sachet of silica gel and closed the battery cover. I don’t know if this helped but I’d like to think it did.
  6. Can’t stress how important this is, so I’ll say this again! Do NOT switch on your phone for at least a day. If possible, just take it to the service centre ASAP and let them do the work.

I guess that’s all the “gyan” I have to offer! If you have some tips of your own please do share with clumsy souls like myself !!

Thursday 12 April 2012

Rosy Wings!

A long time ago, when I was writing a post on my old blog, I got the phrase " time flies by on rosy tipped wings" in my head. I knew I had heard something similar somewhere but I just couldn't place it. This was roughly two years ago. During those two years, I've scoured the internet for any sign of this quote but to no avail. Obviously my search was intermittent, starting whenever my mind retrieved this unfinished business that was floating around in its abyss and stopping whenever it got weary of searching.

I had a vague idea that I came across it somewhere during my ISC. My first suspect was Great Expectations by Charles Dickens. Yes, I did read that book voluntarily after leaving school. I endured all of Pip’s nonsense only to come up empty handed. Next up was The Tempest by William Shakespeare. Another book I detested. Prospero, Miranda, Fernando; what a load of tosh! Key thing to note, I was still empty handed. These were my two main targets and I drew blanks.

Anyways to cut a long story short, I asked several friends whether it sounded familiar to them. Basically it was to ensure that I wasn’t imagining that I read it somewhere. Alas! It was familiar to quite a few, but none could put a finger on it! "Try The Needle" by Isaac Bashevis Singer, "Read K.N. Daruwalla’s Love Across The Salt Desert" they suggested. I even hunted down Guy de Maupassant for his The Dowry and The Necklace. It was a long time since I finished school and I couldn’t recollect all the short stories that were there in Figments of Imagination.

The day before; exhausted from work, my 10 P.M power nap found me waking up at 1:30 A.M. Subsequently, I was unable to sleep after tossing and turning in bed for a while, my mind did that what I had now come to dread. It retrieved from the abyss the fact that I still hadn’t found the quote. Switched on my laptop at 2:30 A.M. and began my search once again. At 3:30 A.M I finally found it! Well not ‘it’ exactly. I had a feeling I hadn’t remembered the quote verbatim and that I probably had the essence of it right. It was hidden away in one of O. Henry’s ironic stories. And without much further ado, let’s get to the quote (or the essence of it).


Oh, and the next two hours tripped by on rosy wings. Forget the hashed metaphor. She was ransacking the stores for Jim's present.
- O. Henry (The Gift of the Magi)


There it was! At 3:30 AM I felt like Archimedes shouting Eureka through the streets of Syracuse! The long search was over and perseverance (or stubbornness to let it go) finally paid off!

There is only one other search that rivals this one. The search for O Fortuna! But that is a story for another time!

Sunday 1 April 2012

The Troublesome Toilet!

There is much debate in a household wherein a bathroom is shared by members of the opposite sex. Yes, I am talking about the infernal toilet seat.

I was always aware that there was some issue concerning the toilet seat. But wasn’t really sure of the details. I gathered that the lady folk didn’t agree with the way the men left it, and threw a big fuss about it. Now it is kind of odd to be talking about a toilet seat, let alone doing some research and writing up on it; but I felt that since every Tom, Dick and Mary had their opinions out there, I would toss my two cents in as well. 

How it all started.

For the sake of women everywhere... please put the toilet seat down after usage, as we'd rather not take the extra second to look before we sit on a toilet. It is a man responsibility after all, and quite frankly it's not that hard. – That was posted by someone on Facebook and it came up on my news feed. It got me thinking. There HAD to be a LOGICAL way to solve this problem. I mean without getting egos crushed and stuff. I was about to simulate the whole situation when I decided to Google it and well, to no surprise someone had already beaten me to it. I’ll link that excellent article later on. Oh and if it’s worth anything, an Indian wrote that. It seems we are of the jobless kind. Or geeks/nerds who deem it appropriate to solve life’s complex situations by means of an algorithm. Just for future clarification, the fairer sex doesn’t run on algorithms. In fact I think they resemble real life “Brownian Motion”. (I’m not really sure if that’s apt, I did make an attempt to research on the topic a bit but was scared by the complex math functions that appeared. Ah, I digress yet again)

Since I already found out the logical answer I was looking for, I decided to try another approach. I wanted first-hand information and so I asked a few women the following questions.

If you were living with a guy, what would your preference be on the way the toilet seat should be left after being used by the guy, substantiate your preference. If the guy failed in conforming to your preference, what would the consequences be?

The responses

I got a wide range of responses; needless to say the majority of them belonged to the school of thought that the guy should put the seat back down after he’s done with his business. However, there were a few who said the opposite (and I was taken aback!). I shall elaborate further. I would like to add a disclaimer; the quotes below are not verbatim, but that’s okay I guess since I shan’t be mentioning any names (and I really can’t be bothered to sift through text messages searching for responses) but I assure you that the quotes contain “no additional masala”. A few responses are listed below.

“I would prefer the seat down.” “…I don’t know why.”

“Keep it down after use.” “…Coz I have to sit on it. So it should be down. Plus it looks ugly with the seat up” “Why should I put it down when you put it up in the first place”

“I would rather have the seat down “ “Coz I have to use my hands to touch that seat thing and put it down!! Eww!!” “If it wasn’t the right position then why would there be a seat”

The most sensible response (with reasoning) was “I would want the lid down as well. That’s because I have a cat now and I plan to have one later as well. Besides, that way both have to lift something in order to use the toilet”

As I mentioned earlier, there were a few responses in favour of having the seat up. Some of the reasoning for that was “It looks better”, “The seat dries faster that way.”

Now for me to analyse some of these responses!

What is with the ‘toilet looking nice’? I don’t get it. It’s a place where one goes to get rid of crappy useless stuff that has no business being inside our body. There isn’t anything pretty about the process. Just get in, finish and get out. If you want pretty go behind a garden bush, perhaps you’d smell some nice flowers in the process. (Holds for both who want the seat up or down for this particular reason)

  • Well by extending the logic of the seat is down because it exists, I say the lid should be down as well! (Person agreed to this!)
  • For the women who say ‘because I want it that way’, I’m not even going to comment on it. There is absolutely no logic or reasoning in that, just a 100% self-centred attitude!
  • It is just about as inconvenient for men to lift the seat up as it is for women to put it down. Think about that.

What random strangers think

Apparently some of the popular reasons stated by women online are

  • If the seat is up, I might fall in it. (Seriously? Do you blindly cross a road? Or do you look for traffic first? I thought this was just absurd, until someone I know personally told me that it had happened to her. No Comment.)
  • There are chances of me dropping something inside accidentally if the lid isn’t closed. (Butterfingers much?)
  • If you don’t put the lid down, I won’t have sex with you. (WOW! Really??)

http://www.icbe.org/seat-up-seat-down/ I’m pretty sure this article is written by a woman. I don’t recommend reading it because there is absolutely no reasoning in it. Just a ‘my way or the highway’ attitude!

http://www.speech.sri.com/people/anand/toiletseat/ This is the article I mentioned earlier. It is well worth a read no matter what sex you belong to. It is an accurate and fair judgement of the whole situation. Not to mention a fair bit of math and logic involved!

My personal opinion

I am inclined to side with the 2nd scheme as mentioned in the 2nd link I’ve posted. But like I said, women generally aren’t very fond of algorithms and such, so I’m pretty sure it won’t work. That being said, having the lid AND seat down does massage both egos as everyone has to do ‘some’ work during a toilet visit and no one feels that they are being slighted. It’s also probably the most hygienic option.

If it was demanded of me to leave it down, I’m pretty certain I wouldn’t and it would probably lead to the end of the relationship as well. I won’t ever demand a woman to cook food because ‘that’s the way it is’. It works both ways. So I don’t expect any “demands” to be made of me either. In fact, I’m pretty sure I can cook better food given a recipe!

If it was requested of me, then I’d do it. Perhaps from time to time I might forget (maybe purposely to remind everyone in the system that I’m obliging to a request!)

If nothing was mentioned, being the kind of guy I am, I would leave it down. 

Boy, am I tired of talking about toilets!! 

Saturday 17 March 2012

Giants that Live Amongst Us


I wanted to post about Sachin's 100th 100 on the day it happened, but I just didn't have enough time. Furthermore, I didn't want to churn out a post for the sake of churning out one. So here I am, a day later writing about it. I have a feeling that it may not even be finished by sundown; I will take my time. 

For me, cricket begins and ends with Sachin Tendulkar. I was never really a fan of it. Whenever I did watch it, it was only when he came onto the crease till the time he left it. India-Pakistan and Bangalore's IPL matches were probably the only exceptions. 

Needless to say, I did watch the World Cup matches. No wait, I went to sleep after Sachin got out and woke up a few hours later for the last five overs. When we lifted the cup I was happy. When Sachin lifted it, I cried. That was all that I ever wanted from the start of the tournament. 

I may not be a fan of him to the extent of which some people are. I have never watched him play live. I've never watched a cricket match live, save for the ones played in school. There is something about him that tugs at my very core. Respect and unadulterated admiration I guess. 

Maybe at one point I was a fan of Indian cricket. Those days have long since passed. I'm quite annoyed at the level of attention that cricket gets in India, and the gross negligence in which other sports are conducted. It is not easy to carry the expectation of the entire country on your shoulders. I cannot even fathom how that must feel like, yet he has done that for years. To play for the country for two decades and counting, is no small feat. It takes discipline, determination, dedication and; well you get the point.

There have been critics snapping at the heels of Tendulkar whenever he fails to meet up to their expectations. Who are they to decide a benchmark of someone who has surpassed them all? I know that Tendulkar will know when it's the right time to hang his boots. I just hope that he does it on his terms and when he is at the summit. It's the only reason I don't watch Forumla 1 anymore. For me, Schumacher is still the one who was at his peak in 2006. Pete Sampras announced a year after winning his final Grand Slam, but played no competitive tennis in that year. That's what I want for Tendulkar. 

When Sachin scored his 100th century, his critics were silenced. Praise poured in from every corner. One of the phrases lavished upon him triggered a strong resemblance to Julius Caesar.

"Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar has strode cricketing arenas the world over, like a colossus."
- N Srinivasan, President of BCCI

"Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus"
- Cassius, Julius Caesar

I'd like to wrap up with one of my favourite quotes that never ceases to trigger goosebumps when I try an imagine the depth of it.

"If they ever tell my story, let them say I walked with giants. 
Men rise and fall like the winter wheat, but these names will never die. 
Let them say I lived in the time of Hector, tamer of horses. 
Let them say I lived in the time of Achilles."
- Odysseus, Troy

I am fortunate to have lived in the time of some of the world's greatest sportsmen till date. I lived in the time of Tendulkar! 

Thursday 15 March 2012

The Ides of March

Come the 15th of every March and I remember fondly my school-days during which I studied the play Julius Caesar. Honestly, it was one class that I used to absolutely look forward to. I've forgotten how many times I read the entire play but I do know that by the time of my board exams I could quote entire scenes at a stretch! The next play that was prescribed during my ISC was The Tempest and it was such a let down from Julius Caesar. Anyway, this post is solely about Julius Caesar and to walk down memory lane of why I loved this play so much!

"Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's"

- Jesus (The Bible,Matthew 22:21)

Not really about Julius Caesar but I just liked that reference as today being the day he was assassinated. The play starts of with two tribunes engaging in a witty dialogue with a commoner that is laden with puns. 

Marullus
...You, sir, what trade are you? 

Second Commoner 
Truly, sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am but,
as you would say, a cobbler.

Marullus 
But what trade art thou? answer me directly.

Second Commoner 
A trade, sir, that, I hope, I may use with a safe
conscience; which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.

Marullus 
What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade?

Second Commoner 
Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet,
if you be out, sir, I can mend you.

Marullus 
What meanest thou by that? mend me, thou saucy fellow!

Second Commoner 
Why, sir, cobble you.

- Act I Scene I : Lines 9-21

Fast forward to the next Scene where Caesar is introduced in a public place. This scene is critical because it informs the audience through the soothsayer that there is an ill omen about the Ides of March. It also serves as the sowing of the seed for Caesar's assassination.

Soothsayer 
Beware the ides of March.

Caesar
He is a dreamer; let us leave him. Pass

- Act I Scene II : Lines 27-28

Brutus
No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself,
But by reflection, by some other things.

- Act I Scene II : Lines 57-58 

Caesar
Let me have men about me that are fat, 
Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights: 
Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look;
He thinks too much; such men are dangerous. 

- Act I Scene II : Lines 198-201

Casca
Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and your dinner 
worth the eating.

- Act I Scene II : Lines 293-294


Act I Scene III was my favourite one so I really can't quote the whole thing! I like it particularly because of the various omens that are described and how each character deals with them differently. It also poses the thought whether Caesar's death was due to fate or of people's own free will. Two conspirators meet and discuss on how to win Brutus' support through planted evidence. 

Act II Scene I cuts to Brutus' house where we see him develop more into a conspirator. Cassius and the rest pay him a visit. Brutus' noble character is prominent when Cassius suggests to kill Antony as well as Caesar. 

Brutus
They are the faction. O conspiracy,
Shamest thou to show thy dangerous brow by night,
When evils are most free? O, then by day
Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough
To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy;
Hide it in smiles and affability:
For if thou path, thy native semblance on,
Not Erebus itself were dim enough
To hide thee from prevention.

- Act II Scene I : Lines 80-88

Act II Scene II takes places in Caesar's house. Calpurnia (Caesar's wife) convinces Caesar to stay at home until the arrival of Decius Brutus who convinces him otherwise. The other conspirators and Antony come to escort Caesar to the Senate.

Calpurnia
When beggars die, there are no comets seen;
The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.

Caesar
Cowards die many times before their deaths; 
The valiant never taste of death but once. 
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, 
It seems to me most strange that men should fear 
Seeing that death, a necessary end, 
Will come when it will come.

- Act II Scene II : Lines 31-38

Act II Scene III is one of the shortest scene in the play. It focuses on Artemidorus reading a letter he has written to Caesar and his plan of warning Caesar about the conspiracy that is afoot. Although I have no idea how he managed to get the details spot on. 

Artemidorus
If thou read this, O Caesar, thou mayst live;
If not, the Fates with traitors do contrive.

- Act II Scene III : Lines 13-14

From the final scene of Act II it is evident that Brutus has confided in his wife, Portia about his current agenda and the thoughts that vex him. Portia is seen fighting with herself to keep this information a secret and yet worried about Brutus. 

Act III is the crux of the play. In Scene I, the soothsayer once again comes into prominence and when Caesar informs him that the Ides of March have arrived, he responds that it isn't over. The conspiracy is about to reach its climax and the conspirators are starting to feel the nerves. It is interesting to note that Brutus is the one that allays Cassius' fears of being exposed. Perhaps because he is the only one who is part of the whole assassination plot out of honour. The audience gets yet another dose of Caesar's arrogance when heaps of flattery is showered upon him. Antony's soliloquy towards the end of the scene shows the anguish he experiences due to Caesar's death. He carefully plans his next move.

Caesar
I could be well moved, if I were as you; 
If I could pray to move, prayers would move me;
But I am constant as the northern star, 
Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality 
There is no fellow in the firmament. 
The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks; 
They are all fire and every one doth shine;(70) 
But there's but one in all doth hold his place. 
So in the world, 'tis furnish'd well with men, 
And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive; 
Yet in the number I do know but one 
That unassailable holds on his rank, 
Unshaked of motion; and that I am he, 

- Act III Scene I : Lines 64-76

Antony
Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war, 

- Act III Scene 1 : Line 293

Act III Scene II; many an elocution competition would have seen Mark Antony's speech that turned the plebeians against Brutus. It shows how the fickle crowd was swayed from pro-Brutus to anti-Brutus in a span of two orations. The charismatic Antony was the more skilled of the two  and easily plies the malleable minds of the crowd. With clever usage of sarcasm, apophasis and of course, a few tears he manages to deliver a 'rhetorical tour de force'.


Antony
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest--
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men--
Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause till it come back to me.


- Act III Scene II : Lines 81-115


Antony
Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot, 
Take thou what course thou wilt.


- Act III Scene II : Lines 271-272

In the final scene of Act III, Shakespeare demonstrates the murderous rage (Kolarveri-di! Sorry I couldn't resist!!) that the crowd has been incited into. They slay a hapless Roman for merely sharing the same name with a conspirator.


Fourth Citizen
It is no matter, his name's Cinna. Pluck but 
his name out of his heart, and turn him going. 

- Act III Scene III : Lines 32-33

The first scene of Act IV depicts the first meeting of the Triumvirate (Lepidus, Octavius, and Antony). They decide on a list of people to be marked for death. Antony then sends Lepidus on an errand and then shrewdly equates Lepidus to a donkey and then later to a horse.

Antony
This is a slight unmeritable man, 
Meet to be sent on errands. Is it fit, 
The three-fold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to share it? 

- Act IV Scene I : Lines 13-16


Antony
Octavius, I have seen more days than you,
And though we lay these honors on this man 
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads, 
He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold, 
To groan and sweat under the business, 
Either led or driven, as we point the way;
And having brought our treasure where we will, 
Then take we down his load and turn him off, 
Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears 
And graze in commons.

Octavius
You may do your will,
But he's a tried and valiant soldier. 

Antony
So is my horse, Octavius, and for that 
I do appoint him store of provender. 

- Act IV Scene I : Lines 20-33

The backdrop of Scene III is set in Scene II, where Brutus notes that there is a strain in the relationship between him and Cassius.

Brutus
When love begins to sicken and decay 
It useth an enforced ceremony. 
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith; 
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, 
Make gallant show and promise of their mettle; 
But when they should endure the bloody spur, 
They fall their crests and like deceitful jades 
Sink in the trial...

- Act IV Scene II : Lines 22-29

The rift in the conspirator camp is expanded in the third scene of Act IV. Cassius and Brutus get into a heated argument for a while and later patch things up. Brutus alludes his behaviour to the death of his wife, Portia who committed suicide by swallowing hot coal. It is a very interesting scene that I recommend to be read in its entirety. Brutus later experiences a premonition of things to come.

The final act of the play focuses on the ensuing battle and the tying up of loose ends. There is an interesting verbal bout of note between Cassius, Brutus, Octavius and Antony in Scene I. Messala is sent to deliver a message to Cassius in Scene II. Meanwhile, in Scene III; Cassius misjudges the status of the war and commands his bond-servant to kill him. Messala arrives with the news a little too late, for Cassius has already fallen. His trusted soldier and friend, Titinius; overcome with grief, commits suicide with Cassius' sword.


Cassius

Caesar, thou art revenged, 
Even with the sword that kill'd thee.


- Act V Scene III : Lines 46-48

Lucilius disguises himself as Brutus and for that receives pardon from Mark Antony when he is captured, for Antony remarks that he would rather have such a person (Lucilius) as a friend than as an enemy. 

The final scene of the play opens with Brutus trying to coax his aides into killing him. However, they all refused to do so. This illustrates the difference between Cassius' and Brutus' men. They would rather kill themselves before harming their master. Finally Brutus manages to convince Strato that all that needed to be done was to hold the sword, and he would impale himself upon it. Antony and Octavius pay homage to Brutus upon arriving at the place where he died.

Brutus
Caesar, now be still; 
I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. 

- Act V Scene V : Lines 56-57


Strato
...For Brutus only overcame himself, 
And no man else hath honor by his death.

- Act V Scene V : Lines 62-63


Antony
This was the noblest Roman of them all. 
All the conspirators, save only he, 
Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; 
He only, in a general honest thought 
And common good to all, made one of them. 
His life was gentle, and the elements 
So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up
And say to all the world, “This was a man!” 

- Act V Scene V : Line 74-81


Phew! What had initially started as a collection of favourite quotes, turned out to be a crash course in Julius Caesar ! To be honest, I enjoyed every bit of writing this! Too bad The Tempest will not see such a post from me!


Tuesday 13 March 2012

Six Honest Men

I Keep six honest serving-men: 
(They taught me all I knew) 
Their names are What and Where and When 
And How and Why and Who.


- Rudyard Kipling (The Elephant's Child)

Kipling had six honest men; I think I'll settle for a few of them. There is no better post than the first; to give an insight into the origins for this blog. It would make much less sense if I explained it somewhere down the line. I'll start with the why.

Why?

This isn't my first blog. My first blog (if I remember correctly) was started somewhere in 2004. I stopped writing frequently in 2007, and although I tried many times to re-ignite the spark that kept me writing, I was unsuccessful. Years rolled on by and every now and then I used to look back and rue the fact that I was a voracious reader once upon a time and an avid writer. Books are a little out of my budget at the moment and I'm not too fond of reading old books. There is a marked difference in the feeling I have reading a crisp new book. So I decided, that I would write instead. Cheap-skate that I am !

Now for the URL. I had a few mental rules of what the URL shouldn't be.
  • It shouldn't be a cliché. No ramblings, musings etc. 
  • There shouldn't be any numbers.

Based on those two simple rules, the idea for a 'Latin phrase' came into my head. The two strongest contenders were 'tabula rasa' and 'nosce te ipsum' were taken. Similarly, quite a few 'decent' phrases were taken. It annoyed me no end that many of those were blocked by what appeared to be 'cyber-squatters'.

As for the name, 'The World as I See It' just popped into my head. And as with everything these days, I did a quick search to see if it was worthy. It turned out to be the title of an essay written by Einstein. If he found it good enough, who was I to disagree? My conscience consoled me with the oft repeated adage 'Great minds think alike' as the name wasn't as unique was I wanted it to be, but after searching for 3 hours for a 'unique' URL I wasn't about to do the same for a name. After all,

What's in a name?

- William Shakespeare (Romeo and Juliet)

Due to certain career aspirations of mine, it is required of me to increase my vocabulary. I am ashamed to admit that it has more or less remained stagnant since I passed out from school. 

What?

Next stop concerns the content of the blog. What would I write about? Should I be specific and stick to one area of interest? Or be as diverse as possible? For this, I had the help of my previous blog wherein I scribbled about anything and everything that caught my fancy. From random observations in the day to movie reviews, this blog too would cover the same. Why restrict myself when I'm just starting? Just go with the flow! For some reason the last sentence played out in a "cool Aussie surfer voice" in my head. The after effects of watching Finding Nemo!

When?

Back when I used to write, I had this mental reminder in my head that I ought to post at least once a week. Towards the end it felt more like a chore instead of a hobby. I don't want to make the same mistake again. Yes, I'd still like to write once a week but I will not focus on it. If it happens, it happens. Like I said; I'm just going with the flow, riding the EAC. Damn! There's Nemo again!

How?

How did I end up with 'Semper Fortis'? That's really interesting because at 3 A.M. it was 'http://cave--canem.blogspot.com'. Yes, that's right; two hyphens. All due to the aforementioned cyber-squatters blocking any decent name. Out of sheer frustration, amusement (since I am afraid of dogs to an extent) and eagerness to see me have a URL booked I decided on that name. When I woke up the this morning the words 'Semper Fortis' kept repeating in my head. A quick internet search (I'm starting to think I have a problem) and I found out that I had looked up this phrase ages ago. Well not really the phrase but specifically the U.S. Marines. It was part of their motto and stood for 'Always Brave' and since it didn't involve any double hyphens or any other modification of the sort, I decided to stick with it.

Well there you have it. My four honest men. I see no need for the company of Who and Where.