Monday, September 24, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Simplicity & Innovation
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Skyper me! What the #@%& ??
Thomas: "Skyper me John"
John: "Heck Skyper? Man, get a life. It is Skype"
That's not a typo. Nope, I am dead sure it is not a typo. No, it is not a "copy-cat" product. No, nothing that you are guessing is right. It is just plain and simple that today's Skype would have been known as Skyper if not for some suing by the original owners of Skyper back in 2005. Hence was born Skype – the application that gave the world the freedom to communicate for free; the application that has turned VoIP and P2P communication over its head in terms of positive exploitation; the application that has become the code word for business users and likewise for moms, dads and housewives. Isn't that what people call a revolution?
WO WO! Hold on. Why do I rant about Skype right now? There have been enough blogs, enough youtubers, and enough conferences about Skype, but yet it is always fascinating when you take the cases of such companies and put them under the scanner with a huge magnifying glass. That's what happened on September 18, 2007 at the Business Opportunities in ICT course. The stage was well set by Ms. Lena Ramfelt who handles the course. Being an entrepreneur herself, it is always fascinating to learn through her experience the various frameworks and concepts in the class. But today it was double bonanza. We had the CEO of Skype Nordic Mr. Jonas Kjellberg along with Lena which meant our learning curve just got steeper. This talk was organized by the Stockholm School of Entrepreneurship Studies (SSES) and hence the lecture was open to the public as well.
Skype as a company had a Nordic strategy in place and we had to debate on whether entering each and every Nordic country individually would do the company a whole deal of good compared to entering on the whole. Ofcourse the point of debate was whether it was worth it to go local in a region which has a combined population of 25 million, similar culture but subtly different markets. The fuelling factor for the debate was also to find partners who had their wings in all the Nordic countries with a good market foothold. Although it wasn't an insanely intense growth strategy discussion on whether to 'Go Nordic or Go Local', the take home message was 'Go Flexible!' That's a core value to be a successful entrepreneur.
"Simple made easy" that's what they believe in Skype, so simple that your mother would use it, said Jonas. So simple that anyone, across the globe can use Skype. "Inspired" would be an understatement if I were to record my feelings at the end of the talk. Aware of what Skype was and how it revolutionized the VOIP market, I would not have guessed that such a huge company in the US would have so many crucial decisions to make to enter one region which made up less than 1% of the population. That's the value of building and maintaining your brand. Truly "take a deep breath" – Skype is here to stay.
This is my post from MS Word
Wow. Microsoft has achieved something through this feature. They have embraced Web2.0. Hurray!
Monday, September 17, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Friday, August 31, 2007
Some of the books that I like
Click the >> button to check all the books..I know its stupid formatting but bear with it.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Monday, August 13, 2007
Monday, August 6, 2007
Are you a true Indian?
Are you a true Indian? Then check this list and make sure you satisfy atleast half the conditions.
- Your dad is some sort of engineer or doctor.Your parents say, "Don't forget your heritage."
- You know what's going to happen in every Hindi movie before it happens
- Your father and grandfathers have hair on their ears
- An Asian woman comes on campus and people ask: "Is that your mother? Well then, is it your sister?"
- Your relatives' houses smell like incense, mothballs or bothYour parents say, "Calculus? I took calculus in 8th grade!!"
- You either really, really want to go to NYU or really, really want to stay away from it
- "You want a stereo! When I was your age, I didn't even have shoes!
- "Your dad still pulls his socks up to his knees, you know, the ones with the blue and pink stripes at the top.
- Your family owns a tennis racquet.
- You buy corn oil by the gallon.
- Your family owns butcher knives bigger than your head.
- You arrive one or two hours late to a party and think it's normal.
- Everyone in your family has pet names, which sound nowhere close to their real names.
- You are standing next to the two largest suitcases at the Airport.
- You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone's house.
- When your parents meet strangers and talk for a few minutes, you discover your talking to a distant cousin.
- Your parents don't realize phone connections to foreign countries have improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their lungs when making long distance calls.
- There is a sale on any item, you buy 100 of them.
- You have a 'Singer Brother' sewing machine at home.
- Your mother has a minor disagreement with her (or your dad's) sister and doesn't talk to her for ten years.
- You hide everything from your parents.
- Your mother does everything for you if you are male.
- You do all the housework and cooking if you are female.
- Your relatives alone could populate a small city.
- Everyone is a family friend.
- You know no one who has studied music.
- You went to a university as far away from home as possible.
- You still came back home to live with your parents after you had finished.
- Your best friend got married at the age of 16.
- You like the meat well done.
- You eat onions with everything.
- You use chilli sauce instead of tomato ketchup.
- You say you hate Indian films but secretly watch them with your parents.
- You teach Westerners swearwords in your language.
- You order Indian food in your own language to impress the people your with but the waiters don't understand you.
- You avoid public places when with a member of the opposite sex, especially if there is an acquaintance within a 250 miles radius.
- You always say "open the light" instead of "turn the light on".
- You secure your baggage with a rope.
- Your walking out of customs with your trolley at the airport and you see all twenty-five members of your family who have come to pick you up.
- You go back to your parents' country and people treat you like a member of...the royal family.
- Your parents would freak out if your sister wore a crop top baring her midriff...but wearing a sari is perfectly acceptable
- Your parents call all your friends "Beta" whether they are Indian or not
- Your parent are panicking if you aren't married when you turn 25
- Either you really like Indians of the opposite sex or you can't stand them
- Your mother measures wealth in gold and diamonds
- A horoscope must decide your wedding date
- Your parents drink 6 cups of tea a day
- You are sick and tired of answering questions about "the dot"
- Your friends could not explain your religion to someone if they tried
- You could not explain your religion to someone if you tried
- You have cousins you have never met, whose names you don't know, but who insist they're related to you, even though they bear NO resemblance to...anyone YOU know.
- Your parents push the concept of an arranged marriage on you and try and demonstrate how well it works whenever they're not fighting.
- You notice that whenever you go to another Indian's house, your parents always talk about work and business.
- The second you pull out of someone's driveway, your parents start talking...about them.
- Every few months your parents say when they're moving back to India
- No one ever seems to call ahead of time to say they are coming over for a visit.
- Your proud to be Indian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Indian friends!
P.S. Thanks facebook :-)
Friday, July 6, 2007
A Typical Swede
Whatta fun! Check this article from a popular wiki site.
What is a Swede?
A Swede is tall, blonde, blue-eyed, and wears a wooly hat in the winter. By nature he is shy, reserved, serious, industrous, and finds it hard to laugh at himself. He is also a creature of habit and every morning gets up at 5.30 to give himself enough time to read the morning newspaper before going to work. Since work does not usually start until 8 o'clock, this can only imply that a Swede is also a slow reader.
Apart from himself, his chief interests are money, his job, his home, ice-hockey, and his family (in that order). He also loves animals – especially dogs – and spends hours cycling through the town dragging a huge and ferocious German Shepherd behind him on a leash.
A Swede is usually punctual, honest, reliable, clean, has his own teeth, and is law-abiding. Evidence of the latter is particularly noticeable at pedestrian crossings. No matter what the weather is like, a Swede would rather get soaked to the skin than cross an empty street when a red light is showing. Similarly, he always wears a seat belt, never drinks and drives, always has a television licence, usually hands in his tax-return on time, invariably has a plastic bag in his pocket when he walks his dog, and never has a bath after 10 o'clock.
A Swede is also very cautious and rarely does anything on impulse (except perhaps sneeze). To him, all decisions are a matter of life and death. Take a simple matter like buying cheese, for example. A Swede may try at least ten different sorts of cheeses before finally deciding to buy twenty grammes of Brie. It is the same sense of caution that prevents him from plunging into marriage straight away. Instead, he lives with a woman first, has one or two children, then – if all seems well – asks her to marry him.
With reference to marriage, a Swede is quite unlike most European men. Anything a housewife can do, he can do better – from cooking to sewing on buttons. In fact, everything in the home (apart from breast-feeding) is shared.
A Swede also likes to think he is well informed and spends hours finding out all he can about such things as nuclear power, the Third World, pollution, South Africa, the sexual habits of the centipede, etc. while at the same time paying little attention to unimportant matters - such as the name of his neighbor or whether certain types of beer should be banned or not.
Most Swedes as fanatics when it comes to keeping fit and regularly spend their weekends running through the nearest forest or cycling for hours in the cellar on a bicycle fixed to the floor. With his health in mind, he has also given up smoking, sugar, drinking coffee in the evenings, going to bed after 10 o'clock, and mixing with strangers.
But perhaps the greatest thing about a Swede is his sense of equality – of everyone being the same as everyone else. To help this, most Swedes have the same surnames – Svensson, Nilsson, or Persson – earn the same amount of money after tax, have the same taste in furniture, dress alike, think alike, drive a Volvo, and go to Majorca or Kreta in the summer.
A Swede also refuses to admit that he is prejudiced in any way. To him, all foreigners are just the same as Swedes and, although he doesn't actually have any Jugoslavian, Greek, Turkish, Polish, Italian, Finnish or Czechoslovakian friends, he is certain there is very little difference between them and Swedes – apart from their names, their customs, the way they grow vegetables in the kitchen, the fact that they carry knives, rob banks, live on social security, pinch their jobs, breed like rabbits, beat their wives, and speak Swedish like someone with a gobstopper in his mouth.
Finally, a Swede loves the sun, hates queuing, gets a kick out of being first on the bus, detests winter, enjoys sex, can't stand gypsies, believes what the National Social Board of Health and Welfare tells him, doesn't believe in God, worships Ingemar Stenmark, only gets drunk when he drinks, is patriotic (wears Swedish flag underwear), visits the off-licence twice a week, visits his parents at Christmas, goes to English classes, and, inevitably, is deeply offended by an article such as this.
(Found in the computer lab in Umeå.)
What is a Swede?
A Swede is tall, blonde, blue-eyed, and wears a wooly hat in the winter. By nature he is shy, reserved, serious, industrous, and finds it hard to laugh at himself. He is also a creature of habit and every morning gets up at 5.30 to give himself enough time to read the morning newspaper before going to work. Since work does not usually start until 8 o'clock, this can only imply that a Swede is also a slow reader.
Apart from himself, his chief interests are money, his job, his home, ice-hockey, and his family (in that order). He also loves animals – especially dogs – and spends hours cycling through the town dragging a huge and ferocious German Shepherd behind him on a leash.
A Swede is usually punctual, honest, reliable, clean, has his own teeth, and is law-abiding. Evidence of the latter is particularly noticeable at pedestrian crossings. No matter what the weather is like, a Swede would rather get soaked to the skin than cross an empty street when a red light is showing. Similarly, he always wears a seat belt, never drinks and drives, always has a television licence, usually hands in his tax-return on time, invariably has a plastic bag in his pocket when he walks his dog, and never has a bath after 10 o'clock.
A Swede is also very cautious and rarely does anything on impulse (except perhaps sneeze). To him, all decisions are a matter of life and death. Take a simple matter like buying cheese, for example. A Swede may try at least ten different sorts of cheeses before finally deciding to buy twenty grammes of Brie. It is the same sense of caution that prevents him from plunging into marriage straight away. Instead, he lives with a woman first, has one or two children, then – if all seems well – asks her to marry him.
With reference to marriage, a Swede is quite unlike most European men. Anything a housewife can do, he can do better – from cooking to sewing on buttons. In fact, everything in the home (apart from breast-feeding) is shared.
A Swede also likes to think he is well informed and spends hours finding out all he can about such things as nuclear power, the Third World, pollution, South Africa, the sexual habits of the centipede, etc. while at the same time paying little attention to unimportant matters - such as the name of his neighbor or whether certain types of beer should be banned or not.
Most Swedes as fanatics when it comes to keeping fit and regularly spend their weekends running through the nearest forest or cycling for hours in the cellar on a bicycle fixed to the floor. With his health in mind, he has also given up smoking, sugar, drinking coffee in the evenings, going to bed after 10 o'clock, and mixing with strangers.
But perhaps the greatest thing about a Swede is his sense of equality – of everyone being the same as everyone else. To help this, most Swedes have the same surnames – Svensson, Nilsson, or Persson – earn the same amount of money after tax, have the same taste in furniture, dress alike, think alike, drive a Volvo, and go to Majorca or Kreta in the summer.
A Swede also refuses to admit that he is prejudiced in any way. To him, all foreigners are just the same as Swedes and, although he doesn't actually have any Jugoslavian, Greek, Turkish, Polish, Italian, Finnish or Czechoslovakian friends, he is certain there is very little difference between them and Swedes – apart from their names, their customs, the way they grow vegetables in the kitchen, the fact that they carry knives, rob banks, live on social security, pinch their jobs, breed like rabbits, beat their wives, and speak Swedish like someone with a gobstopper in his mouth.
Finally, a Swede loves the sun, hates queuing, gets a kick out of being first on the bus, detests winter, enjoys sex, can't stand gypsies, believes what the National Social Board of Health and Welfare tells him, doesn't believe in God, worships Ingemar Stenmark, only gets drunk when he drinks, is patriotic (wears Swedish flag underwear), visits the off-licence twice a week, visits his parents at Christmas, goes to English classes, and, inevitably, is deeply offended by an article such as this.
(Found in the computer lab in Umeå.)
Friday, June 15, 2007
The BOSS - Is he here to stay?
It is a dream come true for any Indian who wants to catch the super-star on celluloid first day and when it happens to be the first show, the joy on the faces of those privileged souls is truly understandable. Well, I have been a decent enough fan of the superstar but getting to watch him on the big screen first day seemed near impossible. But it so happened that one of my good friend (good fella) Aditya had me in mind when he got the tickets for the show at INOX (Citi Center). When he actually messaged me on thursday (june 14), I was shouting and screaming at work (literally that is), that I immediately went to my supervisor and told him that I will be off tomorrow (Friday June 15). Ofcouse he ended being as kind as he generally is and he infact asked me if there was something that I could share. When I did tell him that I might get to watch first day first show, he was shocked, stupified, petrified and the adjectives wont fit the reaction that came out of the Senior Manager in Standard Chartered Bank.
He was indeed happy and told me to write my views on what I thought of the movie and this purely made me observe more in the movie - not just as a Rajini fan but as a neutral viewer who was watching the superstar for the first time on screen (which is not practical though). This is just my opinion on the film and it might be different from those watching it elsewhere. This again prompts me to make the remark about the crowd which makes a huge difference to your viewing experience. I happened to watch "Sivaji" in one of the "decent" theathre in town - Citi Center. The place was filled with people who came with their families, few youngsters, oldies quite a number of them - It was full to the brim no doubt. But then again, the reactions that came out of each and every scene was so un-Rajini that I could definetly say that watching Chandramukhi would have had more noise on the 100 th day than here. That again has helped me to watch the movie with a neutral third eye and at the same time didnt enthuse more energy on the fact that it was a first day first show.. Nevertheless i am not complaining.
It was a morning 10.45 show and I got up knowing that I neednt get ready to go to work. I was all excited when I slept the previous night when I knew this is going to be my first experience of watching superstars movie first day first show. But yesterday night was a different story as I watched Oceans 13 with my parents and was all tired. I was dying to sleep to wake up all energized for the all important D-Day in my life. I was dreaming about what the intro scene would be like, how will they fit in heavy metal songs to suit Rajnis dance movements, how will the theme of black money be dealt with so much of hoopla around the super-star, will there be enough meat if one looks inside the hype and josh surrounding the movie. Luckily for me I ended up sleeping peacefully to wake up and get ready. i was all set to take my bike and out comes the first blow - my bike wheels flat as a notebook. It really dampened my spirts; I thank my stars for making me spot the problem at home as the situation could have been terrible if I got stuck at mainroad with me having to push my way through with my bike all the way back home. And to add to that misery I was running against time and it was the zillionth occassion that I cursed myself and swore to god that I will be early next time only to be in an infinite loop of faltering promises.
After all the hoopla and scenes, I ended up catching an auto to citi center; it was 10.30 and the show was at 10.45. I didnt want to miss the first scene for any sake and was pushing the auto wala to go faster. I flashed the money, forgot to get the change in the hurry and went straight up to level 3 of the mall. Sanjay - my school friend was kind enough to wait for me and we both went in to be greeted by a huge gang of DAV-ians sitting in 2 rows. I promised myself to enjoy this movie as never before. I sat in and in came the all familiar super star theme songs with the letters Rajni flashing out. The crowd erupted and people starting chanting the household name of superstar Rajini. When he erupted onto the scene there was frenzied reactions and people were just taken aback by his "30 year old" look. It was madness seeing people jump and cry his name into air and my friends (me included) joined the craze. It felt so good to be part of the wave to chant the super stars name. Once the movie picked up pace, the first half fell a little apart one could say. But again, I am not giving away much as this could anger those who haven't yet seen the movie. So with that in mind, I could confidently say that the first half might leave you all a little bullish with all the expectations around the man and the movie. The movie is loaded with the style and the grace of the man and there is nothing short on that front. The chewing gum comes as a revelation to the "beedi" in baba and the ciggarate/pipe in his older flicks. The villian Suman has done a great job although his body expressions could have been little more tonned up.
Director Shankar makes everyone loathe the villian and in one important scene of the movie, I am sure crowds would have gone near the screen and torn the villan apart (virtually). Blood was boiling and even the old man behind us was mad with the villan. Credit goes to the master director for making the villan reach farther than normal. Rajini coming back as M** in the second half (final quarter) of the movie is indeed breathtaking. I think that charecter stays in the minds of the viewers as to the Rajini of the old - bashing up villans with ease; Shriya is breathtaking in the movie. Although she dons a normal heroine's role she does it with some bit of ease and flamboyance that you sympathize with her in various emotional scenes of the movie. She has done her best and the chemistry between her and the super star although not the best certainly is better than the nagma of batcha and infact the nayantara of cmukhi; Vivek has again done what he does best - playing second fiddle and with some reality-coated-humour; himself and the superstar make us all carry their sentiments. Again I feel Vadivelu's flick in cmukhi was little better in terms of humour but Vivek fittled the bill in this role in SIvaji.
Manivannan sadly had not much of a role and so was the case with Vadivukarasi. But again, in a superstar movie, prime importance is for the super star as expected and this was no different. First half has some nagging scenes with the villan while the second half reaches crecendo when Rajini makes a comeback after being "cornered". The actor scores a centum for emotions and style required scenes while his dancing and running movements have become a shadow of his past. He has become little more slow on that front. Songs have been fitted well and ARR has done a fabulous job with his music. BG is not something to write home about especially in the first half while Blaze's "baba" like BG in the end matches the tone and beat of the movie. The song with all the old actors relived and Rajinis tribute to Kamal Hasan in one of the scenes is a tribute to the mans much spoken about humility. Shankar has once again scored with his "grand" way of picturising things and the songs / fights were no different either. Some fight scenes are awesome especially the one in the car while some ground fight scenes are not close to reality; Athiradee is a master piece and the song when seen on screen is again a totally enchanting experience.
"Perakettale chumma adirithuille" is very much the talk of the town; not all the punch dialogues that are doing the rounds in various websites were in the movie; While most of the movie sites has Prakash Raj in the cast, suprisingly it was bogus. He was not to be seen in the movie; The best way to enjoy the movie is to take out all your expectations, forget the hoopla, go in with a blank mind and giving more weight to the fact that it is a Shankar movie more than a Rajini movie; I think this attitude would make you relish the movie more than ever; Rajini has his way of doing things and this movie has the correct dose of them; what is to be seen is not whether Sivaji will be the biggest moneyspinner or not but if it actually is one of those movies that we associate Rajini with - a "Badshah" kind of a movie. If that happens, I think the master director has given his master piece.
BOSS - Bachelor of Social Service - does he falter to decieve? Write your comments
He was indeed happy and told me to write my views on what I thought of the movie and this purely made me observe more in the movie - not just as a Rajini fan but as a neutral viewer who was watching the superstar for the first time on screen (which is not practical though). This is just my opinion on the film and it might be different from those watching it elsewhere. This again prompts me to make the remark about the crowd which makes a huge difference to your viewing experience. I happened to watch "Sivaji" in one of the "decent" theathre in town - Citi Center. The place was filled with people who came with their families, few youngsters, oldies quite a number of them - It was full to the brim no doubt. But then again, the reactions that came out of each and every scene was so un-Rajini that I could definetly say that watching Chandramukhi would have had more noise on the 100 th day than here. That again has helped me to watch the movie with a neutral third eye and at the same time didnt enthuse more energy on the fact that it was a first day first show.. Nevertheless i am not complaining.
It was a morning 10.45 show and I got up knowing that I neednt get ready to go to work. I was all excited when I slept the previous night when I knew this is going to be my first experience of watching superstars movie first day first show. But yesterday night was a different story as I watched Oceans 13 with my parents and was all tired. I was dying to sleep to wake up all energized for the all important D-Day in my life. I was dreaming about what the intro scene would be like, how will they fit in heavy metal songs to suit Rajnis dance movements, how will the theme of black money be dealt with so much of hoopla around the super-star, will there be enough meat if one looks inside the hype and josh surrounding the movie. Luckily for me I ended up sleeping peacefully to wake up and get ready. i was all set to take my bike and out comes the first blow - my bike wheels flat as a notebook. It really dampened my spirts; I thank my stars for making me spot the problem at home as the situation could have been terrible if I got stuck at mainroad with me having to push my way through with my bike all the way back home. And to add to that misery I was running against time and it was the zillionth occassion that I cursed myself and swore to god that I will be early next time only to be in an infinite loop of faltering promises.
After all the hoopla and scenes, I ended up catching an auto to citi center; it was 10.30 and the show was at 10.45. I didnt want to miss the first scene for any sake and was pushing the auto wala to go faster. I flashed the money, forgot to get the change in the hurry and went straight up to level 3 of the mall. Sanjay - my school friend was kind enough to wait for me and we both went in to be greeted by a huge gang of DAV-ians sitting in 2 rows. I promised myself to enjoy this movie as never before. I sat in and in came the all familiar super star theme songs with the letters Rajni flashing out. The crowd erupted and people starting chanting the household name of superstar Rajini. When he erupted onto the scene there was frenzied reactions and people were just taken aback by his "30 year old" look. It was madness seeing people jump and cry his name into air and my friends (me included) joined the craze. It felt so good to be part of the wave to chant the super stars name. Once the movie picked up pace, the first half fell a little apart one could say. But again, I am not giving away much as this could anger those who haven't yet seen the movie. So with that in mind, I could confidently say that the first half might leave you all a little bullish with all the expectations around the man and the movie. The movie is loaded with the style and the grace of the man and there is nothing short on that front. The chewing gum comes as a revelation to the "beedi" in baba and the ciggarate/pipe in his older flicks. The villian Suman has done a great job although his body expressions could have been little more tonned up.
Director Shankar makes everyone loathe the villian and in one important scene of the movie, I am sure crowds would have gone near the screen and torn the villan apart (virtually). Blood was boiling and even the old man behind us was mad with the villan. Credit goes to the master director for making the villan reach farther than normal. Rajini coming back as M** in the second half (final quarter) of the movie is indeed breathtaking. I think that charecter stays in the minds of the viewers as to the Rajini of the old - bashing up villans with ease; Shriya is breathtaking in the movie. Although she dons a normal heroine's role she does it with some bit of ease and flamboyance that you sympathize with her in various emotional scenes of the movie. She has done her best and the chemistry between her and the super star although not the best certainly is better than the nagma of batcha and infact the nayantara of cmukhi; Vivek has again done what he does best - playing second fiddle and with some reality-coated-humour; himself and the superstar make us all carry their sentiments. Again I feel Vadivelu's flick in cmukhi was little better in terms of humour but Vivek fittled the bill in this role in SIvaji.
Manivannan sadly had not much of a role and so was the case with Vadivukarasi. But again, in a superstar movie, prime importance is for the super star as expected and this was no different. First half has some nagging scenes with the villan while the second half reaches crecendo when Rajini makes a comeback after being "cornered". The actor scores a centum for emotions and style required scenes while his dancing and running movements have become a shadow of his past. He has become little more slow on that front. Songs have been fitted well and ARR has done a fabulous job with his music. BG is not something to write home about especially in the first half while Blaze's "baba" like BG in the end matches the tone and beat of the movie. The song with all the old actors relived and Rajinis tribute to Kamal Hasan in one of the scenes is a tribute to the mans much spoken about humility. Shankar has once again scored with his "grand" way of picturising things and the songs / fights were no different either. Some fight scenes are awesome especially the one in the car while some ground fight scenes are not close to reality; Athiradee is a master piece and the song when seen on screen is again a totally enchanting experience.
"Perakettale chumma adirithuille" is very much the talk of the town; not all the punch dialogues that are doing the rounds in various websites were in the movie; While most of the movie sites has Prakash Raj in the cast, suprisingly it was bogus. He was not to be seen in the movie; The best way to enjoy the movie is to take out all your expectations, forget the hoopla, go in with a blank mind and giving more weight to the fact that it is a Shankar movie more than a Rajini movie; I think this attitude would make you relish the movie more than ever; Rajini has his way of doing things and this movie has the correct dose of them; what is to be seen is not whether Sivaji will be the biggest moneyspinner or not but if it actually is one of those movies that we associate Rajini with - a "Badshah" kind of a movie. If that happens, I think the master director has given his master piece.
BOSS - Bachelor of Social Service - does he falter to decieve? Write your comments
Thursday, May 31, 2007
The BOSS has arrived
Indian cinema is loaded with movies of hero's who are close to retirement age and are still paired with people who havent come out of their teens. This flick is no different either. With super star Rajini in the lead role, the movie has been tipped as the most biggest movie of the year.
On looking at the numbers, the story is fascinating.
1. It is the costliest movie ever made in Indian cinema.
2. Rajini is the highest paid actor in Asia Pac after Jackie Chan
3. Rajini has a much greater fan following than Amitabh Bachan (who represents India in the world arena)
4. The audio release has generated more revenues than the average movie flicks of this year.
For some of the 'desi's' who don't like Rajini, let me clarify some issues. Firstly you are in the minority. Secondly you dare not open your sentiments at this time of the year for your houses will be burned and you will be stoned. Thirdly sit down and watch some of his best movies before you end up commenting. Some people feel he is not even capable to be a hero. Fair enough people have their own opinions, but this prejudice on the superstar is really stupid.
Sivaji has been long in the pipeline and with director Shankar at the helm of things, he for sure will give us all a flick which is worth the time and money. The story for sure is interesting and the trailer is ultimate for a 'thalaivan' fan.
Overall, it promises to be another run away hit from our one and only superstar
Hail BOSS!!
On looking at the numbers, the story is fascinating.
1. It is the costliest movie ever made in Indian cinema.
2. Rajini is the highest paid actor in Asia Pac after Jackie Chan
3. Rajini has a much greater fan following than Amitabh Bachan (who represents India in the world arena)
4. The audio release has generated more revenues than the average movie flicks of this year.
For some of the 'desi's' who don't like Rajini, let me clarify some issues. Firstly you are in the minority. Secondly you dare not open your sentiments at this time of the year for your houses will be burned and you will be stoned. Thirdly sit down and watch some of his best movies before you end up commenting. Some people feel he is not even capable to be a hero. Fair enough people have their own opinions, but this prejudice on the superstar is really stupid.
Sivaji has been long in the pipeline and with director Shankar at the helm of things, he for sure will give us all a flick which is worth the time and money. The story for sure is interesting and the trailer is ultimate for a 'thalaivan' fan.
Overall, it promises to be another run away hit from our one and only superstar
Hail BOSS!!
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
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