Archive for March, 2009


March 23, 2009

Got that lovely song, “VaseegarA”, on YouTube….

Well, that’s Jayalalitha (sorry, add another ‘a’ at the end!) with some boon companion (no, it isn’t Sasikala! )….does it, or does it not, look like a gay/lesbian rights song? I have forgotten what the original song was…can someone tell me?

The words of this song are somehow better in Hindi than in Tamizh, where they seem a little awkward….”oru pOrvakkuL iru thookkam” sounds not at all poetic!

vaseegara…en nenjinikka…un ponmadiyil thoonginAl pOthum…

athEy kaNam …en kaNNurangA mun janmangaLin EkkangaL theerum…naan…

nEshikkirEn, swAsikkirEn, un thayavAl thAnEy….EngugirEn, thEngugirEn, un ninaivAl, nAnEy nAn….

adai mazhai varum– athil nanaivOmEy…kuLir kAycchalOdu snEham..

oru pOrvaikkuL iru thookkam…

guLu guLu poygaL solli ennai velvAy…athu therinthum kooda, anbEy,

manam athayEy thAn ethir pArkkum….

engEyum pOgAmal…thinam veettilEyEy nee vEndum!

shila samayam, viLeyAttAy, un AdaikkuLLEy nAn vEndum….vaseegarA…

thinamum nee kuLitthathum enai thEdi

en sElai nuNiyAl unthan thalai thudaippAyEy…athu kavithai…

thirudan pOL pathingiyEy thidheerenru, pinnAlirunthu ennai nee aNaippAyEy…athu kavithai!

yArEnum maNi kEttAl, athai solla kooda theriyAthEy!

kAthal enum mudiviliyil…gadigAra nEram kidayAthey…!…vaseegara….

O, one who attracts me…to sweeten my heart, all I need is to sleep in your golden lap…
At the same time, all the yearnings of my earlier sleepless births will cease…
I love, I breathe, because of your kindness….I yearn, I stagnate,in memories of you…

Heavy rains will come, we’ll get drenched; love and drying out in the cold…two sleeping in one blanket…

You tell me cool lies, but even knowing that, that’s what my mind expects…

No need to go out, just at home, every day, I want you…

Sometimes, in play, I want me in your clothes…. vaseegara….

Every day, when you finish your bath, you dry your hair with a corner of my saree..that’s poetry!

Like a thief, you skulk and put your arms around me from behind, suddenly…that’s poetry!

If someone asks the time, I don’t even know to say it…

In the game of love, there is no time measure by clocks…vaseegara….

I *still* can’t translate it properly, and I *still* like the Hindi version better…

A snap of the fingers….

March 23, 2009

I watched a song on an old Tamizh movie, where (of course) the hero snaps his fingers at the heroine….

And yesterday, I was teaching my young friend how to do a “gun” with one’s fingers. (You have to keep your left index finger and thumb at right angles, pointing at the target; hook your right index finer on to that angle at the thumb; and then click your middle finger and thumb…this is assuming you are right-handed.)

Snapping one’s fingers…could be a way of keeping time, and rhythm. As one enjoys music, sometimes, the clicking of one’s fingers is quite automatic!

Often, though, it’s an imperative, imperious gesture…the click of the fingers with which a customer in a restaurant summons a waiter (though it is considered rather rude now)…the way someone on the road gets the attention of a total stranger…

Sometimes you don’t want to call someone by name, and click your fingers at them, hoping they will hear that and respond, and you don’t have to use the name in a public space….

And of course, there is the disdainful, scornful snap of the fingers…”I don’t care a snap of the fingers for someone” is quite a literal statement! Or one just says, “I don’t care *this* for him!” and snaps one’s fingers.

In many societies, it is polite to click one’s fingers before one’s mouth as one yawns, not just put them in front of the yawning mouth. Someone once told me that this drives away evil spirits which might enter through the open mouth..perhaps insects too?

It is quite a feat for a child to be able to produce a proper “clicking” noise from its soft little fingers…I remember wanting to do so for quite a long time before being able to! Now, of course, I can click my fingers on both hands…

And I remember that lovely word game which needed the participants to name various designated things….it would begin, I remember, with all of us keeping time by clicking our fingers, and reciting,

If you please
Name some
Names of….”

And this would be followed by what had to be named (Eg, Flowers, or countries….) and keeping to time, each player would have to think of the next name, or be “out”!

Does the snap of the finger also breakthe sound barrier, the way the lash of a whip does? Why don’t wet fingers snap well? Why does only the middle finger produce a proper sound?

And that brings me to the other use I know for clicking one’s fingers…that’s when I think, “Eureka! That’s the answer!” and I click my fingers spontaneously, it’s the equivalent of the bulb lighting up over my head! Or, when I am trying hard to remember something and I suddenly succeed…CLICK go my fingers immediately!

Alas, to my questions above, I can’t do the “eureka” click!

Here’s a Lambani tribesman in Bannerghatta, whom we met on Saturday. He is now settled in the Bannerghatta area, in a small settlement of about 18 houses, but the Forest Department is asking them all to vacate the forest area…. he was busy building a wooden structure, and I was impressed with his skills…and the dignity in his face….

The Dancer in the Clouds…

March 21, 2009

While at Ragihalli, I took a picture of what I thought was a dancer in the clouds, trailing a glorious train of light…

mohanvee said that it reminded him of a spectre; but even that, I would say, is a beneficient spectre, one that lives in the light of the sky, and blesses us from above.

What does the picture look like to YOU?


March 20, 2009

As we were returning from Bannerghatta, my NTP friend Ramesh called me up and asked me if I would like to go to Ragihalli on Sunday morning…would I not! However, the Saturday gang could not make it, and so it was only Anush,Neelu and I who accompanied Ramesh to both Ragihalli sheet rock, and the Ragihalli village pond, not to mention piping-hot idlis at the Ragihalli centre-of-the-village eatery….!

Two of my favourite images from the trip are…this beautiful little PURPLE-RUMPED SUNBIRD landing to sip nectar from the SILK-COTTON flower:

and the RUFOUS TREEPIE in its habitat on the sheet rock of Ragihalli:

lots more under the cut

Bannerghatta, 140309

March 20, 2009

Last Saturday was a great day; Veena wanted several of her friends to come along for a birding trip, so we all went to Bannerghatta …itsalouwelylife was also here for the weekend, and the LJ part of the crowd was anushsh, mohanvee, IALL, and me….

The NTP group consisted of Anush, Mohanvee, Jyothi (who is taking the NTP next weekend) and me….

What better way to start a morning than the song of a lark? Here’s the INDIAN BUSHLARK, which was singing sweetly on the wire outside the JLR Restaurant:

You can click here several pictures of plants, a reptile, a butterfly, and birds….

The “official” account and pictures of the Malleswaram Heritage Walk

March 18, 2009

We have to undress on some egroups now…

March 17, 2009

From one of the nature-centric egroups that I belong to:

“I do not yet have a professional grade Camera. Please bare with the quality.”

So, members have to take off their clothes very carefully….what if our quality does not measure up?

Hoppy Birdie….

March 17, 2009

Here’s Mr KM, with the monkey balloon that I bought him (for various obscure reasons)….

I have no clue how he *really* looks, because I still see the 28.5-year-old whom I married…let’s see…32.5 years ago!

Oh, by the way…the monkey is on the right.

And no, the S3 MLC is NOT back yet…this is the 20D with the 50mm lens…I miss my MLC SOOOO much!

Kannada Katte in Basavanagudi….

March 16, 2009

It was a “heritage” experience….

Actually, since my MLC is not yet repaired, this photo was taken by D C Manohar, and the image is a large one….only half of it fits here.

To see the entire photograph, click here

Another lovely morning at Ragihalli on Sunday followed this lovely Saturday….

Two signboards at Bannerghatta….

March 14, 2009

We detest plastic, through and through….

And beware, you could be prosecuid!