“An Idiot for Dinner” by Evam

Evam, in association with The Boardwalkers, presents “An idiot for Dinner “, a light-hearted play  targetted  both old and young folks.  It promises to be filled with entertainment and has the Evam element of sit – back and enjoy right through. They will premiere at Ranga Sharkara in Bangalore before bring it to the Chennai audience in the forthcoming week.  The play will be staged in Sivagami Petachi auditorium  in Chennai. Tickets will be available at all landmark outlets and www.bookmyshow.com
For more about the play visit www.evam.co.in/idiot.html

I have a blue toe!

I accidentally stubbed my toe on the bed and now its blue! It’s time I started having more milk!

Brother Famous!! yay yay!

My dear brother is famous! I can finally say i am a celebrity sister now!

Damn i wish i could get the links to that Kumudam article and the one in ‘The Hindu’ also!

DT&Q – See ya all there!

Evam’s back!

With their new production called “Doubles, Triples and Quadruples – nobody stays single!” Whoa!

Now being an Evam die hard, this is a must see in my list of to dos this weekend.

It has got music by Anil Srinivasan and is designed and directed by evam.

An evening Hosted by Karthik Kumar, Sunil Vishnu K, Karthik Srinivasan, Navin Balachandran, Kalyani Kumar and Shakila Arun, it promises to be exciting stuff!

Watch DT&Q on the 19th – 7:30 pm and on the 20th – 3:30pm & 7:30 pm at the Chinmaya Heritage Centre, Chetpet.

Visit www.evam.in for more details.

See ya all there!

A Trek to the Kanchendzonga

This particular piece is one that my sister has penned down about the trekking experience at Kanchendzonga. I have put up several photos of the trek in my flickr account as well.

“I was standing at the top of the world and looking up at what surely must be the heavens. The sun was to appear any minute. Staring intently, I could make out the snow-capped mountains rising into the darkness above.

Suddenly, the magical moment was on me. The first rays of the sun hit the top of the towering Kanchenjunga. It was like a huge candle that had been lit. Transfixed, I watched the flame spread along the ridges as the sun rose and then shine its beams on the Kabru complex. Over the next few minutes, I watched the grey mountain tops turn to a brilliant gold and then to sparkling white.

Words failed me. I vaguely remembered a quote that my father often used “Words are so inadequate’. This is what we had set out to see, and now it was on us. All the pain of the climb, not to mention the preparation for the trek, had vanished. In its place was an indescribable beauty. I must have stood there gazing at the grand spectacle for what seemed like an eternity!

The preparation began in earnest after Pongal. My father would wake my sister and me at an unearthly hour in the morning and we would hoof it sleepily to Nageshwar Rao Park for an hour’s jog each morning followed by skipping a rope a few hundred times. A game of badminton in the evening had to be accommodated amid preparations for my class X board exams.

On April 19, a physically fit group assembled at Chennai airport. We were to fly to Kolkata and then to Bagdogra, from where we would board a bus to Gangtok. After a two-day stay at Gangtok, we left for Yuksom, the first capital of Sikkim. Our trek to GoechaLa pass began here. The first day was an easy walk of about eight km. The trek on day two and three was tough, as we had a steep climb through the lush jungle. The massive rhododendron trees were in full bloom and the sights and sounds of the jungle and mountain streams made it unforgettable.

As we climbed higher and higher, the size of the rhododendron trees became noticeably smaller and were the size of mere shrubs at over 12,000 ft. Taking many photographs on the way, we reached Dongri (12,500 ft) on the third day. A day of rest and acclimatisation left us refreshed to continue on day five.

A sharp descent down to the Pretchu was followed by a steep climb to Tanzing at the foot of the giant conical peak of Mount Pandim. After suffering icy conditions during the night (it snowed briefly), we left for our next campsite at Lambi, a couple of hours away.

Day seven: Wake up call was at midnight! We had to leave at 1.00 a.m. if we were to reach GoechaLa to meet the sunrise. In pitch darkness and aided by torch lights, we went past a glacial lake, Samiti. Initially we were walking on just rocks and sand; later we were walking on snow and moraines.

Around 5.30 a.m., a voice announced “Welcome to GoechaLa view point”. Wearily we found a rock to sit on and wait for the sun to signal the dawn of another day. The splendour of seeing those magnificent mountains, and that too so many of them, at close quarters cannot be described but has to be experienced.

The walk back to Yuksom was uneventful. In all, we had covered over 110 km on foot! The average speed was around 1.5 km an hour, which gives you an idea of the tough terrain. We kept reliving the joyous moments all the way down. Perhaps, I will never tire of telling tales of this trek. I can’t wait for my next trek in Bhutan!”

This article was published in the nxG. I;m sure you would have enjoyed reading it.. Me, my sister and my dad went on this trip! it was an amazing experience..

I will be posting a write up that i have done on the trip myself very shortly.

A Revelation!

The only way to predict the Future is to CREATE it.

T.T. Rangarajan

A tear

Not now, not ever… NEVER!

Why must i say it?

the three lettered word?

no no.. not now, not ever..

NEVER..

for i don’t mean it and won’t say it..

But must i?

It may have been only a short time, maybe an hour, a day, a month, a year
or a lifetime, but it’s all the same.

for if i say the word, it would mean i’m parting ways and that i won’t be able to
see, speak or meet.

I can’t!!

A part of me feels ripped and torn.

Will i breathe without my heart or any of those permutations and
combinations?

no no no no no no no no

there is only one answer..

i miss you,

and i can’t say it

not now, not ever..

NEVER will i say…

..BYE!

for you

one moment of weakness, you sense it as well.

a stranger. a fantasy. fate’s mysterious ways.

i touch your hair and run my fingers down your face.

my palm opens to cradle your head.

it’s beyond even pleasure now.

our lips embrace.

a moment.

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It’s time to sleep now and yet there is none.

I blink and feel the surface of my eye burn. It’s a sensation that borders on 
pain and relaxation. I’m caught up in the moment.. but I’d rather be
catching forty winks.

I look up and see your face appear on my screen. A smile. You’re here now, 
and nothing else really matters anymore…..

nothing.