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.