Good one from my Good friend, Aasif Iqbal J.
For originality, http://criatvt.blogspot.in/2012/02/how-to-become-rocket-scientist.html
How to become a Rocket Scientist?
There is this website called www.facebook.com. That's the place where I was stuck all these days, not finding time to post anything on this space. I'm not complaining. Facebook is really a very good concept. It's a phenomenon. I had the opportunity to get in touch with almost all the long gone friends. Last week, I received a friend request from one of my school friends who was studying with me from first standard till 8th Standard. Well, till the end of first term in 9th standard, to be precise.
I do not know when we actually started speaking to each other at school. But then, when we were in 4th or 5th Standard we were close buddies because of one thing that we had in common - WWF.
Every Friday, the talk in the class would be about the main event in WWF that we watched last evening. No matter we had Mid-Term Tests (It was called Unit Test, for us) or exams, we still watched it, never missing a single episode. While I was a big fan of Stone Cold Steve Austin, Sharath was that of The Rock. We used to do this "If you smelllllll.... What the Rock is Cooking!"standing on the bench and holding a 'virtual' microphone on the hand, in the classroom.
Then we entered the Teens.
VIII B, first Row (First Column, actually. They called it Row back then) Second Bench, English Period.
There was a Poetry Recitation going on. Yes, you are right! Recited by the class Princess who is the pet to every teacher. So, obviously we tried to play the spoilsport. Sharath started making this Buzzing sound with his mouth closed. I started Buzzing too. Then we waited for a second, looked at each other, nodded our heads and started playing our composition together. When the teacher had a doubt, we cut the noise abruptly. This was going on as a cycle for three times. The fourth time, the teacher caught me giggling and I was sent out of the class!
We were a notorious gang back then. We had done enough mischief to cherish for a lifetime. Right from playing cricket to breaking the windows of a house, just for the sake of a small bet, everything was so much fun! Sharath was this perfect teen boy who breaks the street lamps with just one attempt with great accuracy. He rarely misses his target.
I remember an incident that happened during the first term in 9th standard. It was a free period. For those of you who do not know what a free period is, it is a classroom session where the teacher comes to the class and sits without doing any work. There are different types of free periods. Oh wait! This is out of our syllabus. Let me get back to the incident!
I and Sharath were sitting together in the last bench. My friend created paper rockets and we were discussing upon the targets. We chose the boys in the first bench as our target. My friend, known for his accuracy flew the rocket to each one of the boys, one after the other. It landed on their heads, as planned. The first bench boys threw the rocket back to us. To my bad luck, all of them landed on me. I got furious and threw one of the rockets back to them.
But... it landed on on our teacher's well made hair bun!
Today I spoke to Sharath:
"Hey dude.. How are you man?"
"I'm fine da. How about you?"
"I'm good. Very long time isn't it? What do you do these days? Where and what did you study?"
"I graduated with Masters degree in Physics. Currently I'm a research fellow in ISRO... Rocket Science!"
And... we both laughed!
I do not know when we actually started speaking to each other at school. But then, when we were in 4th or 5th Standard we were close buddies because of one thing that we had in common - WWF.
Every Friday, the talk in the class would be about the main event in WWF that we watched last evening. No matter we had Mid-Term Tests (It was called Unit Test, for us) or exams, we still watched it, never missing a single episode. While I was a big fan of Stone Cold Steve Austin, Sharath was that of The Rock. We used to do this "If you smelllllll.... What the Rock is Cooking!"standing on the bench and holding a 'virtual' microphone on the hand, in the classroom.
Then we entered the Teens.
VIII B, first Row (First Column, actually. They called it Row back then) Second Bench, English Period.
There was a Poetry Recitation going on. Yes, you are right! Recited by the class Princess who is the pet to every teacher. So, obviously we tried to play the spoilsport. Sharath started making this Buzzing sound with his mouth closed. I started Buzzing too. Then we waited for a second, looked at each other, nodded our heads and started playing our composition together. When the teacher had a doubt, we cut the noise abruptly. This was going on as a cycle for three times. The fourth time, the teacher caught me giggling and I was sent out of the class!
We were a notorious gang back then. We had done enough mischief to cherish for a lifetime. Right from playing cricket to breaking the windows of a house, just for the sake of a small bet, everything was so much fun! Sharath was this perfect teen boy who breaks the street lamps with just one attempt with great accuracy. He rarely misses his target.
I remember an incident that happened during the first term in 9th standard. It was a free period. For those of you who do not know what a free period is, it is a classroom session where the teacher comes to the class and sits without doing any work. There are different types of free periods. Oh wait! This is out of our syllabus. Let me get back to the incident!
I and Sharath were sitting together in the last bench. My friend created paper rockets and we were discussing upon the targets. We chose the boys in the first bench as our target. My friend, known for his accuracy flew the rocket to each one of the boys, one after the other. It landed on their heads, as planned. The first bench boys threw the rocket back to us. To my bad luck, all of them landed on me. I got furious and threw one of the rockets back to them.
But... it landed on on our teacher's well made hair bun!
Today I spoke to Sharath:
"Hey dude.. How are you man?"
"I'm fine da. How about you?"
"I'm good. Very long time isn't it? What do you do these days? Where and what did you study?"
"I graduated with Masters degree in Physics. Currently I'm a research fellow in ISRO... Rocket Science!"
And... we both laughed!
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I think this is an interesting post. Thanks to the author of this page and Ashwin Murali. I think this would be interesting to read.
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Sura :
I decided to watch this movie since it was his 50th movie expecting some good stuff in it.
Scene1: Opening was up to the hype, purely for Vijay worshipers. Our hero emerges from a tornado saving bunch of people @ sea.
Then there goes the opening song. Everything were fine till this part of the movie.
Vijay Fans: Full throttled whistle.
Normal Audience: Bit happy since the song and dance were good.
Scene2: Then comes the heroine introductionJ. One of the worst intro in a tamil movie. Heroine attempts suicide after putting all her makeup’s which she carry along with her.(Reason: Lost Dog). Our heroin falls in love after seeing hero buying pen from blind people and by helping them in crossing the road (a very childish story line.. unable to tolerate these kind of stuffs).
VF: Light murmuring and smile
N.Aud : Irritation started
Scene3: Hero goes to meet a local pawn broker to raise voice on local issue. Build up starts. A guy shouts “Sooravali varudhu… no no… Psunami varudhu… No No No… Rendum serndhu varudhu…” (Eng Ver : “A Tornado is coming… no no no… Psunami is coming… no no no… both comes together”). Our hero walks in slow motion with the graphic of psunami and tornado at the background. LLL
VF : Very few whistled. Rest moaned (a hauling sound).
N.Aud : Irritated to the core. Four people left the theater speaking to themselves “Why u guys booked tickets for such a movie?”
Scene4: A very normal well know Villan intro scene. Villan speaks dialogue in telugu and it was dubbed in tamil, with 0% dialogue and lip sync. Then comes the so called core of the story. Villan(minister) tries to occupy the slum land where our hero resides. Our hero is the Godfather to all in the slum (donno why… no reason for that to justify). Then a duet song and a fight where hero never fight standing on land(flying from building to building … he used air as the travel medium J.. Spiderman without web)hero’s mother will be attacked but 0% sentimental acting from our hero. No emotional dialogue or anger shown. Just a formality check of mom “Mom how r u?”. (Expected few sentiments over here J)
VF: Very few were shouting and “thalaiva” sound here and there. Total decibel level down. Theater is damn silent.
N.Aud: Few went out of the show and few went to out to smoke. And we all turned towards the person who booked the ticket for us and gave a grudging look at him. He was totally lost. He straight said “Macha.. extremely sorry da.. L” (FYI: He is a diehard Vijay fan. Then we heard a loud snoring sound not in movie, one of my friend was in deep sleep J. We decided not to disturb him J, atlest let he be happy)
Scene5: Villan meets hero after burning hero’s slum. There comes the punch and pinch dialogues. Then the dialogue of hero saying that “he will build 1400 houses for his people. (FYI: he is a normal fisherman)”
VF: Irritated. Since very bad screenplay and storyline and very bad dialogue frame.
N. Aud: Few were uttering counter dialoguges with u-parliamentary words. All were silent waiting and awaiting interval.
Scene6: (Considerable amount of people left the show.. lucky ones) hero decides to steal the smuggled goods from villan. Here come a intelligent tactics, a pakka director touch. Our hero comes as custom officer(Sardharji). And they use diwali rockets to attack the villan boat. And hero uses a iron rod to place the rocket(normal diwali rocket with match box to fire) and fire it. One amoung the villans shouts “Custom officers are using rocket launchers to attack us so escapeeeeeeeeee…. LL”. (few audience escaped at this scene). Then hero takes the smuggled goods and flee to Mumbai and sells it and becomes a billionaire(100 crores exactly). (FYI: smuggles goods are 2 to 3 boxes of laptops L). All these selling happens In just 20sec of movie and hero returns to slum in an Audi suv.
VF: All were frustrated to the core and were talking among themselves of their hero’s poor show.
N.Aud: Few more left the show, few were sleeping(by the way my friend was awake J. Better he could had slept), few **** words around audience, and few were shouting to screen the climax fight (remember its only 15min post interval).
Scene7: Few songs, fights and comedy in a sequence and heroin Tamana appears in and out of film for few seconds(used only for songs). And I can term this as the worst comedy of Vadivelu in his film history. No one smiled in theater for his comedy. Few in theaters including myself and one of my friend were irritated with a dance step, where our hero does something with THAMANA’s pant. (And they claim it as a dance step.. mindless people)
V.F: No sound from them, totally lost. Had blank faces and reddish eyes J
N. Aud: Were with a frustrated and irritated face. In the verge of bursting in anger. Could here moaning and murmuring sounds among themselfs
Scene8: Climax – Villan places a bomb @ newly constructed slum and controls it from a boat. Our hero jumps from one boat to another(remembering kuruvi) and tries to diffuse the bomb. Main thing here to be noted is “how will he diffuse it?”. For the first time in tamil cinema history hero breaks the computer keyboard and pulls the bunch of control wire’s in a single stretch and the bomb gets diffused (‘HurtLocker’ should give back its Oscars). And then fight, hero kills villan (and also poor fans and udiance). THE END.
V.F: Few used un-parlimentary words criticizing their hero and Rajkumar. No one had a smiling face. And few declared that they are no more Vijay fans.
N. Audience: All said in one word “Macha never ever book tickets for his next movies”….. “Macha Vijay fans paavam da (pitty on Vijay fans)”…. “And again lots of unparlimentary words were fired on hero, director and the person who booked ticket for them”.
Verdict : (Donno what to say… Pitty on u vijay fans)
I'm happy that Vijay fans are starting to talk sense at last.
